This is a song about "Mexican soldier"

Think you've had it bad fuck off mate am a soldier

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Graves bear those names, and he died a soldier/

Since your mexican hers a few peso

Got some ill gold, diamonds thats still low

A soldier, and i stay under you fightin'

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

Soldier? now that i'm just getting older

While you starin' over your shoulder

But i can't carry it i'm weak i ain't a soldier

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Never have you heard of a lyrical soldier

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Me lay down tracks. so take a step back and look in the mirror then maybe you will

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