This is a song about "Flexin an finnesin"

An immortal technique

Last of a dying breed

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

Just an alert of an amber

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

An unofficial relation

It ain't hard to make money

Felling an enemy

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Times consecutively, from mexicans flexin sexually

I put that shit on my man

I'll bust then i'll run an,

Playboy, i don't own that man

Showin of your ass an