This is a song about "La"

Let's kick it on my la-z-boy and throw a fucking crazy show

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

But muerte es la vida; death is part of life see; only "god" can judge me

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

Livin la vita da loca

And muthafuck the quota

We was high school peers, in junior high

That’s my la-la lullaby.

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Got no equal, bulletproof like fucking la roux

Cause i can always see the farthest stars when i'm on you