This is a song about "Starbucks tacos burritos"

No, no, we are not those

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Covering their arms with cuts and spending all their money at starbucks

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Popos to bring me some tacos while these locos looking like bozos saying

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

We vegetables, on them record labels

Explosion even killing the starbucks liberals

And anybody who plays sports, you know you got politics

Do i bring discomfert to you're upper middle class starbucks dicks