This is a song about "La pornografia"

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

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

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

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

Livin la vita da loca

Tell 'em build a boat like noah

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow

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

Scott la rock, mac dre, and jam master jay,

Thinkin' why it's not south beach everyday