This is a song about "Fuzz monkey"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

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

But youre there and the fuzz shaking the drugs out your clothes

Alot of episodesand as the glock loads

Living out of a homeless shit

Monkey see monkey do, i swear it,

I gotta little clout

If they pigs/5-0/the fuzz we haul out

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,

Did the best i could, raised in insanity

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

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

Hold up wait a minute watch out for the fuzz

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses