This is a song about "Mexican music"

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.

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

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

I was on my sway shit

You make elevator music

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

I make elevating music, you make elevator music

Mc's get taken to school with this music

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip

I make elevating music

She's cute but her forehead's big

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

...i make beautiful music,