This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Gat under my sheep coat, i'm blowin' clouds of weed smoke,

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

Around the same year, i did your girlfriend in the rear,

Like i wasn't going for like mix-tape of the year

She say the "royal penis is clean", i'm prince akeem and she is my queen

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Of my penis in hard cement

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

But the love from the boppers had 'him watchin they rise

Discussin bad bitches and the wish for bare thighs

Chills go down my spine when we make eye contact [x3]

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

You make a nigga sing songs nice

He is holding your thighs...

You sleepin countin sheep while im recording to a great beat,

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep