This is a song about "El cartel"

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Ill snap u in have like the seahawks did randell el/

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I got el gran santro watching me

Like a fashion cartel,

They're tryin to say that i don't care

The cartel, the medellin, the metal's on your medal then...

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

‘cause when it come to winning, you don't have the el aguante inside of you