This is a song about "Mexican music"

I'm mexican rapper

And that i spent the night with her

Hard to make it in music/

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Y'all similes is literal shit

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

Mc's get taken to school with this music

And yes bitch i am mexican

Cold world no blanket son

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

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one