This is a song about "Little sex addicted monkeys"

I messed around and got addicted

Lord forbid, for the good kid

Scramble like randall if john randle was trynna get him

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

The living proof we needed to show how monkeys evolved

Or the fact when the money go up, it won’t stop

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

I call heads, but i get sex/

Sweet, okay makes sense

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Ive lost to this system, and i'm addicted

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Just who is malcolm sex

I'm not addicted though, don't get me wrong

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn