This is a song about "Mexican music"

Something wicked this way come

And yes bitch i am mexican

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

Eatin niggas, killin niggas, makin dope music.

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Knowing when its over blastin music

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

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

Mc's get taken to school with this music

Hop on twitter, perpetrate we doing big shit

See the feds and tap out that's wrestler shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

I got my drink, i got my music