God damn,ya'll are a bunch of sorry bitches,in my battlefield yall are m.i.a. aint nothin left for stitches,
treatin this rap game like an armed robbery blowin the front door clean off tha hinges,im jus a drug dealin white boy what are you faggots ,mexicans ,or injuns.hey wait a minute,tonto excuse me maybe its paco,either way translate and tell your bitch ass mom i wanna burger fuck a taco,so what do ya have to say,oh wait that explains it all,yall are gay,pole smokin latino homos from tha bay.now huddle up and snuggle tight,take yer time take all night,you cant get me today,you cant get me ever anyway,and thats a fact because i havent even let my pinata loose yall havent even heard the begining of what i gots ta say,refried beans an rice yall got sent home from school for haveing head lice,and homie its not the seasoning its tha spice,come back an battle me some other time but theyll definetely be a price,and making fun of immigrants is jus another vice...late bitches