This is a song about "Evil monkeys who like llamas"

It's evil, people feel like they're stuck in a system, moms clutching their children

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Nothing i'mma do is gon work

That hit heights like junkies who pound herb.

I'm a geophyte, move under the ground til i can see the light

I told him confused that she didnt seem like the evil type

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

Who praise me like allah

Agony like a cavity who, wrathfully loops,

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

"no more monkeys jumping on the bed" but i am not respondin',

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Monkeys be throwing shit at because your bars are garbage

Odd future wolf gang like they're filmin' twilight in this bitch

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Tryin not to feel hative as i sob, lobbin shit at me like fuckin monkeys, damn junkies,