This is a song about "El gran santo"

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

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

I go hard like getting santo into cooperstown

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

But make sure if they do see

I got el gran santro watching me

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

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell