This is a song about "Monkey dicks"

And the v12, that's on various trips

Then you gobble teams of dicks

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Havent you got some dicks to clean?

Turtle dicks comb my hair

They tryin to say that i don't care

Of that trade off, my dicks a plane bout to take off

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

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

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

You talk about girls when all you've ever seen is dicks

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

I feel like a monkey in a zoo and they called me that twice