This is a song about "Mexican weed dealer boy and girls"

Always got that dank weed like a dealer,

And that i spent the night with her

I don’t care where ya are

That hands you weed and alcohol

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

Now i'm trapped in a life that you managed to destroy,

And take place looking boy

Pretty girls/ practically swirls and curls

Whole time, a little more girls

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

The young white boy with weed in his backpack

Weed smoke, booze and violence

Had i not been exposed to these things

Ya'll wife and white knight her

I'm mexican rapper