Rising from a city in the Midwestern side of the country
The last born baby, I am a stranger to poverty but not the rest of my family
Rarely saw a cent in war-torn Centro America
Did their best with the corn they tried to sell in the mercado
A milagro the Reagan Administration gave them the paperwork
Still the same when they arrived to the California Republic
They ate their meals on a Reynolds Wrap
Not me, I got lucky with an actual shining plater
I also admit though sometimes I'm not thankful for what mama wants me to eat
I prefer the meat with grease and other fatties
But then I remember...I also got arteries
So Lord forgive me and toss me the salad and greens
Other than that though I am also a stranger to wealth
Recently I've been believing that it's another creation by the devil, the negative, the enemy Incredible how man can go loco on his motives with money
It attracts enemies, hypocrites, and other unwanted attention
Watching TV shows with all these gringos getting exotic tree houses
10 year olds having pomp birthday parties like seriously?
Actors, machines, special effects on the set, music
Hundreds and thousands of dollars slapped on the bill
And just for one day?! But it ain't a problem for the parents' check
That type of bravery doesn't exist in my pen (yet)
One kid diagnosed with cancer dresses up as Batman and gets to save San Fran
Watching TV and he comes on gets all the attention
What about the other millions of sick American kids?
Stuck in the hospital with the get well soon BS
And on the other side of the world there is disease and famine and so-called "UN intervention"
But hold up I ain't just going off on white people
Since they've been always considered pure ever since God made the world turn
Centuries later we still stereotyping people from all over now
But what about the Raza? It seems to me like cholos' houses are getting bigger
What does your madre do? Sit back and relax in the restaurant your family owns?
Why are your pants sagging boy? Why your younger brother wearing European styled clothing?
Are those Sperry's I see him rocking?
And you got on the Vans and the black J's
I see two different lifestyles
Ain't nothing wrong with that
But please save me your BS and your bitch ass that has enough weight in your ballsack to front
Or I'll leave you bleeding on the concrete like most perverts of the American thug culture deserve
My mama cleans the shit people leave in the hotel rooms
Vomit caused from the consumption of alcohol
Empty bottles, nasty dishes, and used condoms
Back breaking, bones aching, head hurting, coming home she gotta cook for us
Even on her off days her work don't stop my older brother ain't got no nice job either
He sweating for overtime and when the break comes
Budweiser is what fills up his system
He also got that depression going on, man he suffered a lot
Getting into brawls with the other kids after school
9mm in his hand ready to make the other fuckers eat real shit and that's the SLV
He never claimed to be a cholo, but hey! He got more scars than your pretty face acne protected ass
So get fucking high and keep hallucinating that you can fly and ride for your crew and be willing to die
Deep down inside there ain't nothing but a coward in you
So enjoy your parents being rich and cry over your ex bitch.
Man it's amazing how people turn up to music that idolizes material items
Unless you live in my city's southern or eastern suburbs
Graduated from high school and got a bachelor's at college
Nice ass relaxing job complete with air-conditioning
When they don't own a Ducati or a Bugatti
But for those who aren't they'll probably won't ever be in the driver's seat until they die
But my question is why? You don't know how that feels like
So why you buying a copy of another man bragging about his lifestyle
Guess it's the only thing they fantasize for
I don't got time for that, I focus on myself
But I do imagine how altered my own world would be
Ladies see me pull up in the best sports car of the year
To the most expensive and most popular bar here
"Can I buy you a drink?"
Thinking about asking that question won't even piss my pants
They'll always be open to take a nap with papi
I pick whichever one catches my attention the most
Leave the premises only to be greeted by the paparazzi
Bright flashes blinding my eyes and automatically closing my lids
Then we retreat into the Maserati and hit the gas
Get away from these wasteful asses armed with a Nikon
Funny how this was the weapon used to murder Princess Diana
Fatal car accident caused by these chasers
Just so they could get their work in a fucking paper.
I also imagine how many former friends and lovers come over to me and tell me how much they are sorry
"Man Brayan I should've known a long time ago you were gonna blow,"
"Remember back in the days when we was homies?"
Yeah I do, I also remembered how you used me
Man why didn't I realize the illusion I was living in?
I guess it's all a part of my triumph in the end
All the money I would be earning
That would be all that they want from me
Greed has never surprised me
Damn, these desperate men willing to make the craziest sacrifices
Going the extra length, prostituting themselves
All for the almighty dollar
Why fucking bother? Go your own way
Stay independent from these money barons
All I need to do is support my family
Have a nice big house - two story
With a big backyard and a German shepherd
Seems like kids living in this have it better in their lives
Both academically and personally
But they also have that ungrateful and unthankful style
But that type of attitude won't exist in mine
But for now I don't need to commit any crime
The biggest wealth I have is my good health
Waking up and still being able to smell
Eat, feel, and love and thank God
That just goes to show me I am still alive.
