This is a song about "La pornografia"

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

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

A legend have to bow, africa

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

We keep hitting our words quicker like a star la dodgers home base hitter

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Hold my pistoland wrap your arms around a nigga

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

Livin la vita da loca

Tell 'em build a boat like noah

I'll push this fucking pregnant clown into a hydrant stuck in the ground

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

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