This is a song about "Texas roadhouse"

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

Jigsaw isn't here or leatherface in texas chainsaw

And scott larock the super ho back in latin quarters

'till like illegal mexicans in texas, bitch we'll break borders,

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

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

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Indo queen from that dirty south texas browntown menace

Who spits prattle crap and says he's texas chainsaw scary

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

She was new to the school i think she moved from texas

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was