This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,

Cause they right down the street

Or count sheep while you sleep

Theres monsters in the rear view we under attack

Soon as i turn the bottle more liquor spillin' back

Around the same year, i did your girlfriend in the rear,

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer

A white rapper,rabbit, but we win it like its a turtles race/

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Look through my rear window and get back to me mate

I tried counting sheep, but there's one i always miss,

Tell em we'll never be but they settle for side bitches

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

Stop hoping around, it ll still be there, no kangaroo