This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

And although you're a pain in my big toe, the butt

A fuck that we will never give is like our pops

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Going straight to the point, the blueprint is on point

Within an oyster, like cloyster you thought you were invincible,

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

Would someone please point out? (what... why?)

That's the window into the sky

So the sheep would cry out oh protect us please

And if we don't we'll have a race of babies

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

They were living to strive, two stories with a main point

Or count sheep while you sleep

But don't fall asleep