This is a song about "Rancid mexican food"

Leave ya rancid, we advance and

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

And in this game you the gators' food

Since your mexican hers a few peso

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Leave ya rancid, we advance and

But rather than singing non praise the dude

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

Cold, my style making my nose run

And yes bitch i am mexican

Now all im tryna do is get food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute