This is a song about "Carlos mencia stealing jokes"

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

Of sheer genius, smoke and mirrors, tactical, practical jokes

Copying stealing and pasting lyrics

She likes the way it hits her lips

Jokes on you i don't have a car

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Dude your jokes are a crime against humanity

Stealing magazine's & chip's

Cdg shit match my kicks

Rapping reall shit and you still think i'm stealing

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling