This is a song about "Lapte de taur"

De ja vouz, i could vision my killa crew, more hospitable, consciously

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Left u de-formed,senseless like wayne's chorus

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

Little white boy, shoutout mac miller

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Tryna see if real lyric spittin can buy me a porsche

And eventho tha tints locced, i'm rollin in de honda/