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

Me and juan ensurin' you that your slut daughters gone

And let’s win this war from fighting battles to the break of dawn

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

On the brink of war, shit's bout to get gory/

Still got my nike boots

Constant battles of fools

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

Succeed in what you love the american dream

In south america, they attempt to put an end, to the war of drug dealing

Shit be happening for a reason, everything is everything

I win battles like the bison

Miami nights, ain't another one

This is what the american government has urged,

Must be life. no greater feeling in the world

The final war of the whack and sick

Superfly, opposite of basic