This is a song about "I m latino"

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

I"m the designated driver

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

At 16 years old,i`m bettter than these haters

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

“i leave all my assets to my latino mistress”

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick