This is a song about "Border"

Into the hills of goldand peace to this young warrior

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

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

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

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

A patriotic villain, too close the border

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Infatuations border the need for mental evaluation

Platinum and gold, you gots to love that

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

The rap pad border got me wanna win them races

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was