This is a song about "Furries gorilla"

I got the muscle to swing a knuckle, feeling like you've been wiped with a belt buckle/

We go to our spiritual rituals thinking its gonna cause some kind of miracle,

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

This whole place is nothing but a big fucking jungle,

Got my fucking dick harder than the shell that's on a turtle

They must come with a bible, swine flu, and a pistol

She vying for number one, tryna be number one

Sides, this i ain't liking, quit biting, me, you're no lion.

Let you niggas know milita my gang, mcn if you was thinkin’ it’s a game

Fuck now from a lion i'm a dane but still greater than y'all doggies you're just lame

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Mount you like a trophy, i'm the grizzly to your yogi

Zero options to choose

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Blowin' fuck it i don't care, dreads is flyin' everywhere

And dangle him by his tail while i feed him to a grizzly bear.