This is a song about "Cinco de mayo"

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends

Should come with me to get your salad tossed

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

If u smoking with me you better de filling

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

Wish i get i could produced by scoop de-ville, no need to take pills

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning