This is a song about "Hari monkey"

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

And they can't see the tragedy

To have a dog like me, on your back like that monkey,

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Monkey see monkey do, i swear it,

Could be applied to this shit

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

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

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

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

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

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy