This is a song about "Por and para"

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Here's your nigga, come hear this year

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Laylow, laylow singing para siempre for life.

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

Grab the scissors and saws and

She got me caught up in the moment

These hoes say i'm a poet i try to make em different

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

Living young and wild and free

Walk that body, talk that body

And inhospitable,

A criminal grind mean hustle

The plight of a rapper or whatever

And don't ever (and don't ever)