This is a song about "A mexican named victor"

Can’t you see just how long my run

Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan

And we don't stress for nothing i just press the button

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.

Ya'll wife and white knight her

I'm mexican rapper

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

You're a circus act, more worthless crap than a napping mexican i can refill

Truly unique and soothing to the ear, slow enough to understand and my points are made clear,

But you must sell a tall tale of a dell and a florist named nel

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

To beat me bring a black guy in a mexican wrestling mask