This is a song about "A burrito with ground beef and guacamole"

Turned my world in to a play ground

I'mma catch you next time around

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

As he bleeds he sees a gun on the ground jumped and grabbed it

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

Yo pussy bitch rap shit leaner than a trending twitter beef/

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

The light strikes the ground and opens a fissure

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

Cos i had beef with a thief called chief clyde

There's a cut, turn around sit on the ground while i pound on your face with

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches