This is a song about "Matthew coon"

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

She walks with the fox saying ting ting, tang tang

Ironically i'm mexican and still don't understand it

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

I got the skill, i got that will to fufill, and make them haters go still

You're a circus act, more worthless crap than a napping mexican i can refill

Corona beers with a round of alligator clips

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

And broke niggas make me hesitant. im all about that green like a mexican that

She sucks my d like a hippie sucks a toad, rappads frozen i better click reload

Evertime i try to speak, they immediatey go into berzerk mode,

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Figures i'm the real figure, the god killer,