This is a song about "Aztec warriors"

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Battleaxe warriors, only thing i can name

And reflect on the rap game, i came

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

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

Apparitions of armed archers aside aztec alcoves.

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

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