This is a song about "Flying monkey penises"

Nigga i'm got my blue flag flying

Eye of the tiger, no i'm never lying

Maharishi kicks and bape tee's i really do this

That all of y’all will be banging this shit like gay penises

Monkey see monkey do, i swear it,

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

In my mind is where i'm flying

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

On the monkey bars, bars so sick it gave you sars

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

But if so, i'll take the scorn, indeed happily

Killin’ y’all niggas, any last words

My words, skillful like flying birds,