In honor of my man Diaz, man. God bless the dead, man. My homie Papi, man. We used to just call him Papi. He used to tell us just call him Papi. He's a Puerto Rican brother, man, from another mother. His name was Diaz, though, but he used to bump the hell out of that Gasolina, man. He used to bump the hell out of that Daddy Yankee Gasolina. You know, in honor of him, I choose Gasolina, brother.