This is a song about "Border lads"

Cane been warmed up and sent to the corner

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

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

A patriotic villain, too close the border

Infatuations border the need for mental evaluation

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

The rap pad border got me wanna win them races

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are