This is a song about "Tacos and tortas"

And their mothers and fathers

Im always on the yard like farmers

And inhospitable,

Shout out them strippers who hustle

Grab the scissors and saws and

So dunn stay silent

It's late and you stuck in my basement

And remember what i said and

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

And kill yourself and your clique

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Living young and wild and free

Fuck that now trying get the money

We love for a while then a light goes

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,