This is a song about "Puerto rican man"

But if you aint real man

Wolf gang, wolf gang

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

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Remember the days of chan-man and the skeeter man

Try to protect the neck, i ? from ya boo thang

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

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

Man you gotta do something man

Cause u know that this my jam

Weed i can't pronounce man

Money long from here to japan

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Im the motherfucking man

Skeletors, he-man, she-man, see, man?

So it's straight c4 from the thoughts i bring, bang