This is a song about "When mexico sends their people their not sending their best"

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

And when theres booze their is boobs

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

But i see other people every day with their lovers

Once upon a time not long ago

People living their lifes to snort this blow

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

People fresh their minds by using me!

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

And kids spend their lives in the cells, and we're best safe,

All their shit sucks-their flow,their rhymes,their beats

Regular girl, celebrity dreams

People roll their eyes like naww probably not

You know who him, slim, before mims i been hot

Everyday we party hard like there ain't no tomorrow

You were from a place where people swallow their sorrow