This is a song about "Until"

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

Until there's nothing left of you

Until you go behind my back

She was wet off the bat

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

Until they start panicking//

Its yours until the protocol

Ay yo you wonder who i are

You're uncool like my mother kin

So until then i'm askin

Cry about it until we forget,

Probably die getting some head

I'm gon remember her, but still

Have evened at will my dreams be until

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Until i die or latinos will.