This is a song about "Battles in mexican american war"

Your photo is delivering a massive message it says that you can't even rap in the rap battles

That's why in every line i just clever rhyme and every time i fit in syllables,

The battles over but the war has just begun, enters other souls and he feasts

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

Huh, i can't interpret her

I'm mexican rapper

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

You got to fight through many battles in life,

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

Waking up in cold sweat with gulf war syndrome

And yes bitch i am mexican

So now she picks up the gun