This is a song about "Mexican boys"

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Since your mexican hers a few peso

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

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

My tears fall down my eyes cuz other boys

Simply out of this world by choice

Mom and dad did everything they could for us boys.

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

I think she's probably done with boys

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

Intendent attend them, cool cause

Just show them boys whos boss

Drink it up boys, like pepsi,

Hopin' that my niggas see

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

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