This is a song about "Samuel de champla"

Give me the mic, my de-vice, that i utilise, write these lines, that'll be

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

Concha de tu madre bitch don't touch my fuckin mota

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Nigga de fasion bitch im know for setting trends

I used to write rhymes, all day and all night

The words brings de-lights peace is what i incite

This why we get up in the morning

So pon de replay, rihanna quit talking.

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,