This is a song about "Aztecs and spanish"

And get caught, in the moment

And remember what i said and

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Or closed casket for our troubles

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

Stanzas scorching like spanish porches and them beats hot too

Social conditioning and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

I say what my mind speak

And kill yourself and your clique

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

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

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I live in texas red white and blue, playin soccer come at me and my spanish crew