This is a song about "Monkey top lane"

New rolls royce, royce, yeah i'm all that

Monkey see monkey do, i swear it,

To have a dog like me, on your back like that monkey,

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Ironically, they tell me to stay in my own lane

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

Look at you... going down helm street lane,

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

From these monsters in my brain i be swerving in my lane

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

She was ridin shotty and i was in the back lane

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

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

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money