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

Conquered demonic battles in the tower of babel.

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Climbing chutes and ladders to try and prevail in battles

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

To beat me bring a black guy in a mexican wrestling mask

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

Hate to break this to you but this is nothing like the american dream

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

And ya i got 16/17 voted in ma battles

Won 7 battles in a row and im ready for more

That fire flow the finest women i adore