This is a song about "Fiend of tacos"

But that throat she got have a nigga stuck

Nothing but another fiend, till i fucked up

Your bitch likely tricking off and bruising up her knees

Marijuana devil fiend from the seventies

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

Like a fuckin machine, a goddamn fiend,

But i wasn't a fiend, maybe just like once monthly

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Another fiend who quit believing, another demon, just

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Guess i’m different than most