This is a song about "El dorado springs"

Three of my boys i failed to protect , one word springs to mind , man kind , calls

Let me mine you until your vagina is wet enough and fill your mind with pleasant thoughts

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

I got el gran santro watching me

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Foam game shitting on irish springs and lever

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

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

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