This is a song about "Mexican tacos"

Popos to bring me some tacos while these locos looking like bozos saying

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

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

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

And i made it with that dope flow

Since your mexican hers a few peso

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

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

What is hittin' for

I'm mexican rapper

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

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Man i swear she's bad and she knows