In the glove compartment, there’s silver and a jewel in the nose,
How it hurts, how it burns when they pour alcohol on a scar.
On my chest, I’ve donned a bulletproof vest, a padlock keychain,
With so much sorrow, nobody takes away my red eyes.
I swear if it were up to me, I’d escape in a helicopter to hell,
But I have to take care of this, I guard it every kneeling night.
I flirted,
I lined my fang with gold,
So that every time I smile,
My brilliance reflects.
I enjoy riding the Yamaha while doing my homework,
I have serenades that your old lady hums along.
I escaped from the darkness
With Versace slippers,
Bonfire in the city,
Dangerous hodgepodge.
Raw chicken has no salt, so he asked for chili sauce,
The scene was weird, and the city girl arrived.
Rice and beans,
Basement rat,
She’s the greatest,
Daughter of glory,
Hurricane funk.
That old man on the corner yells at me,
He says I’m dirty,
Smoke weed, smoke pot,
I have eyes that look Chinese,
Wherever I look, all those people like cocaine,
There’s no Velázquez at the whole party who paints this Menina.
I don’t regret or question what I want,
If I need it, I stir it with a spoon,
There’s a jury that wants my fat in the coliseum,
So much I struggled (bitch), my museum career.
The embroidered last name,
Rosy cheeks,
I got kicked in the back,
And ended up with my eyes rolling,
My fortified land,
The machine, the armored roof,
Don’t trust it, because the truth
They’ve never fully told.
The ground full of oil,
The leather well-fitted,
And everything I have so far away,
At least what’s rich, I want tightly held,
I dominate, dominated,
In my chest, embedded,
The steel that has the sword of the bad,
Scoundrel of my heart.