This is a song about "Us mexican war"

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

I think it's fucked up how, us rappers and athletes can make more money than a soldier at war

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

You winning's more rare than a mexican on break

I'm mexican rapper

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

The shit that i spit is more

So tell me why are we at war.

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Reincarnated bitch even worse than before

Trying to maintain in this war

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Keep it aggressive, peace don of war,

That's why you'll find her on the floor