This is a song about "Tortilla papas"

Niggas say goddamnniggas is funny as hell

And end up working at mcdonalds or taco bell

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

If we could get that back, i'll split the wrap

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Got me goin off like im gallagher, plastic wrap is surrounding ya,

You're not enticing, fill your burrito with ricin

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Wrap your words in beautiful manner

Wrap my arms around you and cuddle.

Playing basketball everyday.triple double!

Makin tacos, fuckin hot hoes,

Tryna stay clear of my foes