This is a song about "A spaniard in austin"

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

The fans are in a massive spin, the cops are in/

Ambition, pardon my ambition

It's just a phase you're in,

If i call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit

I traveled a light year in a minute

In the dark in a crack park, sparkin' off like a light,

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

In untimely fashion in a grimy alleyway,

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

Crunched in a punch, absolutely just fucked in a stump,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt