This is a song about "Border"

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

Where's the border betweet the art and the crap?

A patriotic villain, too close the border

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Somebody call the coroner, cuz bitch i'm on the border

Don't see this deeper than music, don't hear it but feel the author

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

“alright man, i’ll take you to the border”

Are going to make me cross the border, to insanity to aurora columbine/

I'm gettin paid for my trade but i'm still realand if you look between the lines you'll find a rhyme

Get backpack 'n ya gear on, time to cross the border.

This beat is a mahi tuna floating in some shark water