This is a song about "Monkey d"

You ain't detroit, im the d

That's why i'm makin' money

Ayoh, take some vitamin d

My lady, my baby

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

I sip the forty ounces, and mix that shit like brass monkey,

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

It deserves a whack and a d

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

On the monkey bars, bars so sick it gave you sars

Ya ever believe that i'd ever believe d

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

At the same damn time, got these bitches poppin' monkey

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

Just thirsty chicks tryna see the d

My bitch bad, looking like a bag of money