This is a song about "Flying monkey penises"

My words, skillful like flying birds,

Actions speak louder than words

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Keep thinkin im a monkey and the situation where in right now can turn ugly

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

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

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Flying around, wings flapping/

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

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

Cause when i'm flying sky high,

I'm the other guy

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

They expect me to respect their tiny erect penises

Baby got that super bass

Poop's flying on a route to your face,