This is a song about "La raza"

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

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

We go our separate ways/ i say asta la vista

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

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

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

Got no equal, bulletproof like fucking la roux

I'm trying to let the force be with you, i get you

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

They infiltrate our homes, africa

How beautiful are thou, africa

Ah.. la la la la la la la! la and la la..