This is a song about "My taco"

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Know i meant, every motherfuckin word

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Got my head in my hands.

Shake your hair like them track ain't coming out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

Hold on you can see my vision

Grab my knife and my gun

My own unknown is my enemy,

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Now in the courtroom, many men are being doomed

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

And get on down with this thc vision

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,