This is a song about "Aztecs and spanish"

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,

I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class

I want to hit the beach, she wants the spanish civil war museum

Probably banging in your sister with my children swimming in her system

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

At your cap like masks are on, axes like we're aztecs,

Ironic this verse was conceived while drivin’ a lex

Yeah hov said he speaks spanish too

I was twelve when the gunned you

Screwed in spanish, english, and religion and its just a coincidence

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Chinga tu madero i just said f*ck you in spanish

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths