This is a song about "Us mexican war"

It's like my life is a war,

She leave her hair on the floor

Hotter than all black in mexico, flow colder than the war with ru and us, so

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

And i just want to hold her

I'm mexican rapper

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Not one j got a pair or more

Everyday some kids go out and fight war/

Come and get us you prepare for war,

Then the world ain't no trick no more

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

Some old bitch that we did before