This is a song about "Border"

Infatuations border the need for mental evaluation

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

The rap pad border got me wanna win them races

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

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

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

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

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

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

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

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

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