This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

That i can't stand or stomach it, i vomit in my seat

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

My heart beatsechoes into the cold streetswhere nightmares and darkness begin to meet

You receive #visible scars ya body divided and sliced up in the back of a seat

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

My life's gotta stuck in my loosen hips,

Believe me i'mma be your god

Haters hate me cause i rap odd

In a serial killers point of view

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Spark that shit, lean back in seat

Straight to the point/integrating philosophy,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee