This is a song about "Aztec warrior"

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Call me a warrior, not because i like curry

He's a warrior and laborious

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Took the van, went snatch her

And peace to this young warrior,

I can't see yalet's show these fools how we do it over on this west side

A warrior, a soldier, or a sniper eyeing down line of sight

A samurai with a camera, i'm a warrior with vision

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Apparitions of armed archers aside aztec alcoves.

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

Your raps are classic like an aztec, your a fucking a crack head,

And peace to this young warrior,

She should have invited her