This is a song about "Carlos mencia stealing jokes"

I'm in here counting green, y'all out there stealing

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Stealing magazine's & chip's

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

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

He's has a mean stare but usually crack's jokes

Aha you got so many jokes

If we ain't right and always at the throats

And now your best friend's having kids

Copying stealing and pasting lyrics

Killing our dreams, stealing our vision

Cold, my style making my nose run

I was gonna write you a poem today

People stealing, they gonna pay,

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Confessing my stealing convenience