This is a song about "Cuban guys"

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

And keep away from clients this bad guys

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Too many guys coming after us with menace

My position improving, not to mention

Lucky to the guys that experienced succession,

Its the difference between wise men and wise guys

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

I don't understand how this game made us strangers, look

Those guys who were fucking the hottest girls are guys who girls now fucking despise,

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Is you guys suck so much

Never agree with that message

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

Her last nigga cheated just like the other guys