This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Face palming poverty/

But we be having that jersey

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

Or i can use tape, who's fate can i decide/

Beach on the weekend

Now the raps gotta end

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

I didnt care but it had to end

After this stern talking to, you better be silent,

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

Move like i’m walking with an open case

And these groupies hopin i show face,

You should probably fix your face

Got fixation for that home simpson phrase

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit.

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip