This is a song about "Gorilla ridin"

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Maybe a couple exten-do's these niggas know and i'm ridin low,

Apparentally it make you argue morethe more things you throw

Kid ridin’ solo, beaten' the block!

I got lights on my wrist that’ll flash like cop

Niggas lookin like larry holmes, flabby and sick

And i remember long ago when you was ridin' my dick,

I'm ridin on this money train to heaven

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

It just started with chattin now i'm ridin her like she galloped

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

Now they ridin my jock. knock even though it aint locked

Ridin through my hood with the k with no brakes bitch

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge