This is a song about "Ghandi"

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Ghandi and the dalai lama and other words, shit they sound like a bag of weed for me

But for now i am still strugglin like ghandi

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

Light you up muy picante, cross your legs like i'm ghandi