This is a song about "Present perfect tense in spanish"

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Chinga tu madero i just said f*ck you in spanish

Finding a perfect storm of memories raging in fears

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

I live in texas red white and blue, playin soccer come at me and my spanish crew

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you

Put you in a landfill aww that shit would be perfect

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

You're already done, i'm writing this in past tense

All fifty seein visions of me shot in the chestcouldn't rest, nah nigga i was stressed

My identity, i sentenced in "i dent it in" til you heard it perfect

I got 10 million dollars, written in the wrong tense

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Neck drenched in sweat, he represents the present tense/

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz