This is a song about "Puerto ricains"

Puerto rican but my complexion makes you question

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Im from puerto rico

Ha, in your loophole though

Looking for foes to leak, costa ricans or puerto ricans,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

And they don't look like a fucking puerto rican slutty dyke!

My city's culture to the game now in existence

No more deceiving from the blacks, whites, puerto ricans,

Banker banker, dealership, and the rim shop

Blacks, whites, and puerto rocs, poor or not,

At monster madness doing drive by's on a fucking fixie bike

And they don't look like a fucking puerto rican slutty dyke!

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair