This is a song about "Jungle booty"

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Hit me up for a booty call.

The circus is a jungle, why would i stop blazin o's?

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

One verse is all it takes

As this booty quakes lakes,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

Im, king of the jungle,

A criminal grind mean hustle

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

So i started goin' wild like a steel jungle child,

Look the mastermind, took the masters mind