This is a song about "Papi who"

I be calling who next!? who next!!

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Lets go in the booth, and see who hits who

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

Want to let you know i love you

 but that would make me who,

Listen, uno papi chulo bout to show you what you been missing

Was just such a fufilling feeling, we stuck in the building

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Who cares? it's acceptable to men in suits who make the rules

Cuz that's who i am and that's who i wanna be

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Rapper who favors and funds ya

Who you were becoming

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win