This is a song about "Border"

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

A patriotic villain, too close the border

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

The rap pad border got me wanna win them races

Infatuations border the need for mental evaluation

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter