This is a song about "Chillen with my mexican friend"

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

Chillen with brothers, blacks and crakers, im not racist i just call em how i see em,

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Cause thats the past,an we grown my friend,

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

My friend took a pic with his small phone

My best friend died while i vacated,

You be on that stalker shit

And she wanted the parts of my friend

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

So i asked my best friend to provide assistance to try to get her with me

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

There are always signs? my friend left none,

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen