This is a song about "Us mexican war"

Little training, thrown out into a pointless war

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

Ironically i'm mexican and still don't understand it

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

So tell me why are we at war.

Girl, what you grabbing cash for

It's like my life is a war,

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

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

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

A perpendicular, angle of the clout war

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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