This is a song about "La secta"

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

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

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

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

If i'm getting geetchi i can rock three chains on either block

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

And i ain't trying to hear what you wanting to say

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