This is a song about "Border patrol"

The rap pad border got me wanna win them races

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

A patriotic villain, too close the border

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

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

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him - no sir

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

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

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

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

A patrol car's no more than a whore with two dicks inside it

But since then i've fucking murdered every artist on patrol!

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole