This is a song about "Mexican"

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

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

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

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

Heaven forbid i commit these sins as a mexican.

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

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

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

I'm mexican rapper

That damier bag i bought her

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

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

Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

On these jealous ass coward cuz they evil and fake

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break