This is a song about "Burritos and tacos"

And like to boast and brag

Baby all i do is rap

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Good kids make bad grown ups

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Big homie hov said i am close

And nasty remains and bones

Patron black, uh, patron jones

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

, iffy and pitiful , shitty and beautiful,

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,