[Intro]
No I think they tend to love
Knowing what I do is raw
Less I got a way to prove
First you got to tell me who
Will you love me?
Will you love me?
Like you love me
Tonight...

[Verse 1: Emilio Rojas]
My mama didn't want me to buy rap, now I rap
And send her show fliers, I'm asking her "how she like that?"
My whole life been spent on committing spite acts
If I did it for Sprite ads, the kid would want his life back
I hold grudges with no budging on low budget
If I’m feeling like it’s my last leg, I got no crutches
I’m so fucking ridiculous when it come to rapping
So much has happened, it’s numb and I feel like nothing happened
I wasn’t planned, I’m a fucking accident, running rampant
I’m the son of Sam on a sonogram with a gun in hand
My daddy learned she was pregnant, and he was so angered
He tried to end it, I’m no stranger to coat hangers
He getting livid, sitting in on the clinic visits
And now he waiting for drama like it's an intermission
He take it out on my mama ‘cause he was into hitting
And yeah, that's probably the reason my sister is into women
Latinos hating my music ‘cause they didn't get it
If you think I’m racist, you stupid you little idiot
I am from a family of immigrants, understand me you simpleton?
I’m Latin, is your ass really listening huh?
They want me to be the monster they see
I’m outgoing, I’m do not shy from controversy
Somebody had to say it, no one brought it but me
So how the fuck you have the nerve to keep on targeting me?
Yeah...