This is a song about "Cuban"

Only built 4 cuban linx, paid in full, and liquor swords,

I like to think i write and rap as tighter than some biker shorts

Critics, they will smoke you like a cuban cigar,

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good

I'll lick off his top, like a cuban cigar

My pen sparks the benchmark i fench off tar

Drain a trey walk off the court, mark cuban better pay me

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see