This is a song about "Mexico border"

Where's the border betweet the art and the crap?

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

Are going to make me cross the border, to insanity to aurora columbine/

I must be goin' out my mindlike i'm up against the worldthis guerilla team of mine

Infatuations border the need for mental evaluation

Once the police get to cuffing, bet his homie deceive him

Hotter than all black in mexico, flow colder than the war with ru and us, so

You low zero and i beat all y'all ass in a game of guitar hero

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Be peddling on bikes to the border flipping bitches like a quarter

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Somebody call the coroner, cuz bitch i'm on the border