I love the dead taste of human skin Sour sweet 1,000,000. I don’t know how to dance like M.J RIP But I will give the best of me De la rosa! De la rosa! De la rosa! You don’t tell me the story of who shall thou Guess what? I being rolling the dough I’m in corporatize Promotions on your eyes Bette than Mr. Crocket. You can put him in the socket People be thinking to get him out of his cartoon Woke up in the moon Sun of heat light Waving out of sight The signal of bars on your phone Laugh at your testosterone People laugh Take baths De la rosa! De la rosa! De la rosa! Yeah!