This is a song about "Latinos crossing the border"

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

The bigger the the fun

When something is broken

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

And i tried to warn you, but you niggas kept crossing over the line

Until i die or latinos will.

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

Mortal kombat, my shit is beyond rap

Where's the border betweet the art and the crap?

This beat is a mahi tuna floating in some shark water

Somebody call the coroner, cuz bitch i'm on the border