This is a song about "Carefull not to cross your boundary"

Your supposed to be improving, not confusing,

Sipping out a cup, a concoction for cruising

Now your mind is in a state of criss cross

I let you know you dealing with dogs

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Iceman to your face  i'm not talking hockey.

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

So i clap for her, she deserves an applause

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Light you up muy picante, cross your legs like i'm ghandi

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

"we instructed you to not democratize your honesty",