This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

My shit could make a bum strip.

I know the world been waiting for that

I look like a bum, yo my clothes ain't about shit

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Put these bitches on lock down, something like jail

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

Can you prove there's something you can call your breasts?

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Just put your hand on the glass

While i rise take your ass

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

I had to find some way to keep my fists on my hips without hitting

You should spend the night

Behind a smile there they hide,

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

A couple of hookers, nice ass