This is a song about "Mexican bitches"

Drip drop, the angels made a pit stop

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

To beat me bring a black guy in a mexican wrestling mask

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

You just working with the scraps you was given

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women

Hoping i could learn a bit 'bout how to give and take

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

And that i spent the night with her

I'm mexican rapper

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

'specially when i fuck bitches