This is a song about "Mexican diss"

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

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.

It's like a black hole, whole fucking abyss

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Niggas shoot over bitches

Spit a poem or a diss

You cant even write a good diss?

Welcome to hell, niggasi rock bad bitches

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Because this record is only to diss

Hoping that nobody don't notice

Parkside productions you cant diss this

Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow