This is a song about "Puerto rico"

I’ll catch my breath a little, money alright where i’m from

Puerto rican but my complexion makes you question

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

My city's culture to the game now in existence

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

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

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

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

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Like the 1st amendment, then they send the rico act,

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

So take the stage just show me what you got

Momma looking puerto rican and she got the best hair

... materialize her love for one who doesn't care