This is a song about "Me and my boys in hereford spitting bars"

They rock n rolland bring tha funk to tha whole nation

Sending jabs with my bars they hitting hard and caving chests in

Listen, uno papi chulo bout to show you what you been missing

Im serious and curious you doubted me but im still spitting

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

Fuck your rumor i'm back, me and my boys making this a camaraderie

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

I'm vicious with the spitting, are you even spitting new bars?

Me and my boys gonna rule the south me and my boys gonna make it bounce

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

And you're lucky that our boys dragged me off your neck

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Moron spitting bars behind his computer screen

Teens turn to annoyed zombies and feast on the boys in abercrombie

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see