This is a song about "Shiny monkey"

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

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Fast lives inside shiny cars, buyin' bars out when we stars,

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

She likes to look in my hood, she says it's the best shiny bling with all rippled beats

I think you need the streets to succeed the industry

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

That proud feeling we get knowin' that pussy is ours

Who earn their cash and blow it all up on these shiny cars,

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

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Or closed casket for our troubles

And keep in my small shiny white nuts