This is a song about "Mexican food"

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

I'm mexican rapper

I thought i recognized her

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

All my niggas get together to gather loot

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

Now all im tryna do is get food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food