This is a song about "Latin"

And i don't take these bitches out, i make pajama dates

And when you're black or latin know they administer aids,

Latin assassin bustin off like a forty-four fuckin magnum

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Lyrics sound like a spasm, like i'm speaking latin,

No sun's let in to shine till, latin i bet then you'll be reckoned inclined to

I love my onesand now i put blood on yousnatch money from you

Bi-lingual so pig latin is about to be my new third language

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Quis es, unus servi? latin, sound like i'm from camelot