This is a song about "Acid rapper"

I'm mexican rapper

Yeah, right, get over here faster

And aggravating every other rapper

I'm feelin' like i better have an answer

After that swore i'd never do acid again.

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Between being skinned alive and bathed in acid

Just take them clothes off oh look you got your hair did

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

In that sense i spat chips of crack mixed with acid

I'm definitely in a class of my own

High as nasa on acid, acid tone

Im the nonstop rapper

Going broke, no sir