This is a song about "Vic fuentes"

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Mano kay tita, tito, lolo at lola

Got smite, 'here lies, on the fourth of july', they recite as you cried tears,

Thank god for what i did with blocking against this shaky defense

Started off with a vic made it to the top

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

They look to other money sources

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder

Picture this: picking kicks out of foot locker

Do you think i'm out of my mind with this tape

You walked into vic tanny's and stepped on jenny craig

Committin' those letter crimes unpredictable like weather in july

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy