This is a song about "Monarchy monopoly monogamy monologue bisect"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Rapping's not a game but i'm positive it is monopoly/

I'd buck-a-rude rapper but i've got the monopoly.

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

And you are to serve the consequences of your evil schemes

When we play monopoly, this game's gonna be, for keeps,

Of my inner monologue

This some food for thought

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Constantly rippin those who run this rap monopoly

Throwin cash like monopoly,

What them tippers don't see

This monopoly of bloody fangs,

From an african american stance

Cause girl you had a monopoly on this game,

Word play, olubowale is my first name