This is a song about "Pato y bicho"

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Its funny how y"all think you're so macho

I like my girls smart, skinny

While all those ships go tips(y)

'coz how the fuck can you be friends with a craz-y

Me i'mma still be a player, all day baby

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm thru with that shit

Z-y-l-o/ the thoughts in my head are problematic

So you x'd with a "why," y is the path

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

So the image will be captured when thoes kids ask y life aint fair

Yessir... momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair