This is a song about "King assassin"

And the dirty ladera, i can't forget where i came from

Pass it back, i'll stab and slash it to sushi, sassy sweet assassin,

It's the big lip assassin

Dub a.l.e., such a son of a gun

Ya your right, i actually played the assassin

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Fuck an assassin, it's my passion to go into a spasm/

Latin assassin bustin off like a forty-four fuckin magnum

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Assassin gassed with the passin' of adversaries she's matched against

When you next to medo you wanna test me ?put your tired head on my chest

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

As i'm an assassin in this business, sickness has given my forgiveness