This is a song about "Egyptian forces kill mexican tourist"

Our vision never changed, we self made

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Into fickle forces, we dine with hell and headless corpses.

Dan ghostt with the heavenly forces that wraparound him.

Gucci & nike, that’s what i call an option

How the rhyme forces the source for thoughts that's lost

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

And yes bitch i am mexican

Flyer than the rest of them

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

The egyptian farmer shenti had just begun

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Mixed with egyptian nile,i run for they miles,