This is a song about "Tatted like a mexican"

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

Like eminem i feel like a rap god

With foreign names, valet the range

Like a bird without a cage

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

And i let her spend half the ticket, give or take

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more

I have a dick like a cannon and sperm like a cannonball

Ironically i'm mexican and still don't understand it

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Baby, you're the inspiration of this precious song

Do you like being a pawn? like having a drawn