This is a song about "Gaming monkeys"

Money ain't a thing

I do love mind gaming

Which to me looks like your doing more gaming, then rhyming,

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

Tryin not to feel hative as i sob, lobbin shit at me like fuckin monkeys, damn junkies,

They tell you killing is bad but chimps eat monkeys too; i'm a gorilla

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Monkeys be throwing shit at because your bars are garbage

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

Hungry hunters gaming fox, bruce banner flavored pot

I never ever can see no when i be in her slot

The living proof we needed to show how monkeys evolved

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

"no more monkeys jumping on the bed" but i am not respondin',

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin