This is a song about "Mexican rancheros"

And yes bitch i am mexican

For the outlawz, here we come

You're a circus act, more worthless crap than a napping mexican i can refill

Dealin with no mom, all the pain i've undergone has shaped what you hear here in your ear

Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

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

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

And broke niggas make me hesitant. im all about that green like a mexican that

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

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

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

Since your mexican hers a few peso