This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

About problems that are irrelevant yet feel like an elephant

Doing nothing but braggin saggin my pants spitting like a dragon

Fuck-nigga-ass hypebeast niggas, now back to the album

Got no fear in no officer, they be scared of them doctors

Makin' them arse scared to death, so they started fakin' their verse.

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

Not a high league but look at her thighs though

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

Attached like pants keepin casual

He won't run away with his tail between his legs

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Secret society all we ask is trust

Drink the kool-aid out of the elephant tusk,