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

The best part is the horror house, with zombies on the ground,

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream

Exclusives, y'all never seen

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

You fronting niggas hate to meet up withbut my crew holdin' duffle bags bitches

It started off with lunitic but now hes in the ground,

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

More beef than a cattle ranch

When i'm seen in that, they gon snatch

Sometimes a beef erupts like big and pac shakur,

I got something you've been waiting for