This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

This is my point of view, a serial killers point of view.

It ain't about black or white cause we human

It's only a dream, check point reality one

Fuck crappy haircuts and these khaki pants,

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

The width of your hips is way thicker than your waist be

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Got a seat, ain't gon budge

So y'all can cope n' touch

Fucked you up, straight in the ass!

Your life is a product of trash

To this beat and let it creep up ya' spine

I be on the highway dirty, crunch time