This is a song about "Taco"

Cash and hell rell. zeek doin' 3, he even fell, hell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

When he yelps that means he has to go to taco bell

I looked at her taco

Maybe we just need to slow

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

Oh, a taco joke, domo smoke, i heard

Shout outs to my philly hoes, told her drop that eagle low

Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

The best thing would be for me to leave taco bell