This is a song about "Jungle gyms"

Leave you lost in this jungle giving none of you maps

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Im, king of the jungle,

Lady at the frank stand will

If you could only help me out of this jungle bear, i will give you 4 bannanas of the monkies here,

And red alert was puttin in work, with chuck chillhad my homies on the hill getting ill, when shit was real

Every since then our whole city been horrible

I came out the jungle as a puzzle and you chuckle

Right in the jungle with a tribe of my hustlers

And the sun don't shine and you mind just wonders

It's only right we lose greatness at its pinnacle

"flying mentally through a mystical jungle

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

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