This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Sound like applause when she shakin that butt

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Constantly making you the butt of all jokes, of your pears,

Its because of you that i'm not a homeless bum, with missing gums

And meetin' mr. folarin could get you cardiac problems

Nice hotel, nice weed, nice beer, nice ass

So chase the air hide your stash

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Get high,get drunk and repeat the cycle,

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Tail grabbing, bitch yapping, pigs crashing, react without reaction, which motherfucker's strapping

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

(victim screaming in the end)

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

They were colonizing the eastern end