This is a song about "Spanish months and days"

Going for days and days unshaven

Who's next to release? we guillotine them

Through the grapevine yeah they diss diss

She say something something spanish

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Like laser rays and razor blades, for days and days,

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

The other is sixteen months and don't understand what i've done

And trying to start today with arguments

Same clothes for days, same spot for months

After 6 months of break, i was fully recoverd and started jottin' rhymes.

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I live in texas red white and blue, playin soccer come at me and my spanish crew