Now here's a little cuento hat I'd like to contar. Un pendejo que conozco who liked to drogar. Started way back in the Mexico city. The year was '97 Molotov was the epitimy.
I'll rip your head off and I'ma defecate down your neck. You better alejate because I don't give a heck. You can't understand how I catch my lingo. You better step back because here comes the crazy gringo.