This is a song about "Monkeys and deserts"

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

And remember what i said and

I ain't trying to be ignorant

They tell you killing is bad but chimps eat monkeys too; i'm a gorilla

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Nickel bag full of sess weed laced with hash

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

This ain't easy, im thinking

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

And get it again and again

And like to boast and brag

Quick flipping up sexy back

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

And their mothers and fathers