This is a song about "Es"

Dressin' down like a villian', but only on the block

Quis es, unus servi? latin, sound like i'm from camelot

Abc, skip the d she’s got double e’s

I'm godbless, i'm success so fuck stress

Then dipping with the fucking pen to go sin again

Invest in a gat just to keep these bitc*es tame

On the sofa, poppin' bottles, at the same damn time

Battle ten of ya bitc*es and come out just fine

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

But muerte es la vida; death is part of life see; only "god" can judge me