This is a song about "La"

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

To this day as he roams the urban maze we call la

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Fuck yeah, wear these la peregrina pearls, treat them well

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Rape a bitch, rampart, im dorner outside the la court yard

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

I'm here taking over "c'est la vie" is the mantra

Now look at killa, you gon' watch santana

Our children must be taught, of africa

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

Je suis la garçon qui cracher flamme, french, i just cannot

Give me tall glass, coconut ciroc, please, no soda pop