This is a song about "Elstilo de mafia"

Hold your applause until the ceremony end

You cross dress like oscar de hoya, your life's a cock fest

The words brings de-lights peace is what i incite

I just feed em, fuck em, till i’m satisfied

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Give me the mic, my de-vice, that i utilise, write these lines, that'll be

Catch me in the tour de france the way i cycle this flow

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though