This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

A demon and a god, perfect and also odd/

Hold my tears i tried my best

They robbed us in the end

Iabnormal ways/ the truth to why i have odd traits/

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

To liberate yourselves, africa

So odd, your entire squad, stood by in awe.

This high powered cell at the county jailpunk judge got a grudge, can't post no bail, what

Oh noo... i've erupt, now you've been officially fucked, plugged in the butt

Not dc, this whole fuckin' genre

Fat bars ziggys trips and vodka....

I'll take mics of stages and rock it off its hinges,

Got them thugs with me, yeah, we about that business

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

Switching topics up, as fast as i smack these lacking rappers' butts