This is a song about "San pedro sula"

When you're sittin' on the top, it's hard to hear you from way up here

Cause san jose shark in the water and im hungery till the deal

Working like pedro she twerkin' like miley

Must be something you want me to see

She probably had a reason though

Can't wait to take this shit to san francisco

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

They tripping cause i keep it locked down, san quintin!?

Or more white cons than up in san quentin/

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson,