This is a song about "Jungle in there jungle"

I'm on the block as usual

Im, king of the jungle,

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

Its a crazy concert jungle, feet poundin' tryna get paper to live life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

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

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

I think that i finally reached the pinnacle

I came out the jungle as a puzzle and you chuckle

With a blunt in there hand,

Got racks you don’t understand