This is a song about "Aztec warriors"

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

Bitches choosing their excuses: my new car’s to blame

Battleaxe warriors, only thing i can name

Then we'll rise and fight like warriors 'till sunset like elton john,

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Apparitions of armed archers aside aztec alcoves.

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

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