This is a song about "Monkeys with boots"

"no more monkeys jumping on the bed" but i am not respondin',

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Got my first job getting treated like a slave, with a hard hat hard boots bucket and a spade,

With a thousand latinos! holding rakes with leaves!

Don't nobody move when we walk tha streets

I entered with, rendered with it,

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

It ain't where i been

Cripple with delusion

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

The living proof we needed to show how monkeys evolved

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,