This is a song about "Carlos the mexican"

If a nigga didn't fake like them

And yes bitch i am mexican

Holdin the choke and taking 2 hits than passing it to my nigga carlos,

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

And broke niggas make me hesitant. im all about that green like a mexican that

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

I got the skill, i got that will to fufill, and make them haters go still

You're a circus act, more worthless crap than a napping mexican i can refill

And i did the video for really though

Since your mexican hers a few peso

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Metaphor, chilling with better whores