This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

While i'm tryin' to act like i'm not 'bout to crap my own pants

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

And maybe it's the end

Beach on the weekend

The elephant man remembers how he felt...

I’m a top tier nigga looking for respect

Pants shitting, scared, barely even shifting, i'm as sick as fourty children

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

Nothing elegant in a room with a big ass elephant

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Houdini niggas, linguine ass butt munch

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Better hope not ,cause you'll piss your pants when you see me

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust