This is a song about "Ninja monkey"

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

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

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

I'm trunks with a ninja sword, cutting through frieza's body

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Rep middle east, ninja beastlier than the one flick that chick hudgens in

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Keep thinkin im a monkey and the situation where in right now can turn ugly

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

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

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

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Slicing up this track like that's shit's sharp as ninja swords,

Snoop dogg and eazy-e, weed and brass monkey,

Froze my bank account and seized my guarantee