This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Loud as hell screaming out the back seat

Take him home, my dogs tail will start to wag

Greed written on her face when i bought her first bag

I dream we could sleep on one sheet, sit on one seat

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Humanty hiding behind the aggression,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

I'm asleep in the front seat

I'm a be so rocky than the fuking blue ridge.

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Looking down there he was, plumped down on his rump

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Gorgeous red hair, looking for the fish tail

But if i get knocked, i ain't got no bail