This is a song about "Mexican workers"

And when it's said and done

And yes bitch i am mexican

Fuck the god damn psychologists and social workers,

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Since your mexican hers a few peso

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

I'm mexican rapper

Huh, i can't interpret her

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

What the fuck do i say to psychologists and social workers?

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

Bet i be like fenway out in boston, my green is a monster

I take home billions and pay my workers eight bucks an hour,

But make it in time for shitty re-runs of rocket power