I got this.

I'm the Ape from the vague Jungle of Plague,
the fact is that you think my heart is fake.
But no, it really is pure stone.
In a blink of an eye I've blown your bone.

This throne is mine, I'm the Monkey King
with my mighty staff that has deadly swing.
Garen of Demacia yelling spin to win,
but when I fling the staff you hear the song of pings.

My master Master Yi taught me well,
he told me how to kill without any spell.
The secret of Wuju Style makes me complete.
You wanna compete against my heart of concrete?

Quinn with her damn crow, Ashe with her bow,
will be down after my Crushing Blow.
I might be OP, you can't even dislike,
if you do, run away, turn back to my Nimbus Strike.

The Kong has been grown to the Wukong
too strong for your wrong style of Hong Kong.
This circle around me is my own zone,
I can hear you're afraid of the great Cyclone.

Oh boy you think you have a genious ploy.
Well your trap doesn't work, I use my decoy.
Before you even notice, I'm behind your back,
Back on track you hear a snap and a whack.

They can't even see me coming from the brush
my little pet clone doesn't rush before I crush.
I take down your turrets and when you come to gank
you only catch my other self just being blank.

I rush to Frozen Mallet, after that, Trinity Force.
Don't care what you call it, you are the main course.
Oh, you thought I eat leaves like monkeys,
but I'm killing junkie and once again hungry.