This is a song about "I got 8 friend in tokyo jumping on there heans like moreo"

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

I got laney on production

There might not be a single friend that's in my (freaking) will

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

Something i craved, mocha has got me jumping, like the birth rate.

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

He hit me on aim, i respond, he replies

It was like i was there, heaven in the skies.

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

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Now concentrate until you get the juice

I am hanging there like a goof