This is a song about "Burritos and tacos"

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

Popos to bring me some tacos while these locos looking like bozos saying

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

May just gon' bring hobo back

And like to boast and brag

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,

And lead tha whole team

Got shows on top of shows

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

And get it again and again

I got 800 invisible men

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

I call it speaking tongues

And don't ever (and don't ever)

You know...you know who you are