This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

We sat together, talking bout love, straight loving in that love seat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

As we sail vikings look from the heavens and hail

Your bitch got the tendency to run and check the mail

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

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

Pay my haters not too much mind

She clutched me from behind

For that paper, i'mma grind

To leave this life behind

Ate, boom boom, my ace boon coon

Heiny showing like baboon,

Spine into the digit.. six, he's gone sick,

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

My four-four's givin payback

Head hancho got my seat back