This is a song about "Chimp buttocks"

The diamonds and the chains, closet of sheep coats,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Amen, they say you only live once

Packing guns, n' tackling bums.

I'm lost for words from the wire pasted on her backside

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

They get mad when i lay up in the porsche box

You know odd future it's raining heat rocks

The kind this kid eats/hit you wit fists n feet /2 ur lips n cheeks/

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Fuck that nigga, wolf gang

Just take control if you can

I was the sheep and them the wolves.

Epic, they used to feed me detours

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

According to y’all just the sight of me’s odd is it?