This is a song about "Jungle booty"

Hit me up for a booty call.

Just me and my boss no worries at all

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

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

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

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

But i got two a-mex's that look the same way

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

As this booty quakes lakes,

One verse is all it takes

Let me put my mouth where you booty is, boo

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth