This is a song about "Fire monkey"

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

School cyphersi was too nicer

But then it caught on fire

What's with all this fire,

I don’t care where ya are

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Left with nothing but eternal fire

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Sinful desire burned within like a fire

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

My flow is pure fire

I think it excited her

Ryan spits hot fire