This is a song about "Making fun of mexicans"

'til the thrill of killing animals was no longer fun.

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Times consecutively, from mexicans flexin sexually

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Im incapable of making etically correct decisions

Mentirosos, they hate mexicans!

So here i am at the store for some chips

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Making love to a professor of divinity

We made fun out of our jazz talks

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Look, another day another dollar

Everyday day at school people makes fun of her,

And start making all kinds of commotion

You can disown him or stone him