This is a song about "La pornografia"

Got acres of papers, like i played for the la lakers.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Yeah, since i was a knee high

That’s my la-la lullaby.

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

I'd fuckin' severe your cerebrum singing la dee da doo

Lobster over salmon and i ain't ever tried to tuna you

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

And muthafuck the quota

Livin la vita da loca