This is a song about "Viva la vida"

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

Hear the rambling in the sky

That’s my la-la lullaby.

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

To this day as he roams the urban maze we call la

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

Fuck yeah, wear these la peregrina pearls, treat them well

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

But muerte es la vida; death is part of life see; only "god" can judge me

Slick rick, de la soul, and rakim spit sicker,

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her