This is a song about "Shiny onkey"

She likes to look in my hood; she says it's the best shiny bling with that one rippled beat

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Can you see past your shiny clothes and feel your mind get dimmer,

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

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

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

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Sharp as a knife, shiny as a dime

Who ain't really had big plans but to drive a shiny benz

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Stop flossing, all you "ballers", fuck your benz, shiny wheels,

My bitch a lady but a freak up in the sheets

And keep in my small shiny white nuts

I call it speaking tongues