This is a song about "Rancid mexican food"

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

Leave ya rancid, we advance and

This is something different

And yes bitch i am mexican

Can’t you see just how long my run

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

Im too rachet too rancid/ charles mansion/ unload with the gun bro

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

And in this game you the gators' food

Banging out niggas with attitude

They know i'm tryna get that montana dough

Since your mexican hers a few peso

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

All my niggas get together to gather loot