This is a song about "El negro"

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

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

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

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

I got el gran santro watching me

And niggas flashing crazy

This shit ain't nothing new though

Cops give a damn about a negro