I don't give a fuck about no one except for me
I wanna watch 'em tie you up and break your fingers and your knees
I wanna watch 'em make you plead, I wanna watch you start to fade
Have 'em resuscitate you, breathe, bitch, breathe, huh, huh, then stop it

You know I wanna
Connections from my cousins, but my name is from my father
Mom's from 'cross the pond, but my dad's from Tijuana
My brother from the barrio, he'll do you if he gotta, gotta
Huh, you know I wanna
Connections from my cousins, but my name is from my father
Mom's from 'cross the pond, but my dad's from Tijuana
My brother from the barrio, he'll do you if he gotta, gotta

And they didn't teach me Spanish
I'm still sayin', "No sabes," stomp you out in Pradas
Shove a shotgun down his throat, couldn't give a fuck to be honest
He asked for what he got, and
How could anybody be mad about it?
It's bullshit, but we'd crash about it, I'm begging you to get back about it, huh
How could anybody be mad about it?
It's bullshit, but we'd crash about it, I'm begging you to get back about it, huh

You know I wanna
Connections from my cousins, but my name is from my father
Mom's from 'cross the pond, but my dad's from Tijuana
My brother from the barrio, he'll do you if he gotta, gotta
Huh, you know I wanna
Connections from my cousins, but my name is from my father
Mom's from 'cross the pond, but my dad's from Tijuana
My brother from the barrio, he'll do you if he gotta, gotta

I'm not scared of the moment, I'm just scared of what's after
I'm not scared of the colors, I'm just scared of the patterns
I can't help but be anxious, and you can't help but be flattered
I can't help but get older, all I see are these blackbirds
All I see are these guns drawn, all I see are these bastards
Of course, I've questioned my actions when all I see are these actors
Of course you'll question your passion when something else starts to matter
I'm not scared of the moment, I'm just scared of what's after