This is a song about "Lalo farting"

When your brain starts to stretch and flex,

I'm on deck i'm up next

Disease carrier breaking down barriers

When they try to teach us, we be in the bleachers

If i could have 25 wives

Like when wind blows through singing chimes.

When i was starving now it's payback

I’m superman with the wind at his back,

While shitting or fart, hard enough to

Lay down, relax, climax, let me bite you

With one gentle blow of wind from your mouth

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Stop being afraid and get heart, i'm the shit you ain't even a wet fart

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start