This is a song about "El paso"

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

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

I got el gran santro watching me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

You're shambled, babble your scrabble onto some other assholes paso.

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

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