Akapellah raps this one like a guy doing the maths on his own life. Cheles is Venezuelan slang for money, and the hook is just him wanting it: "Quiero los cheles" [I want the cash], because "todo en el mundo se rige por esos malditos papeles" [everything in the world is ruled by those damn papers]. He's careful, though: "Querer rial no es malo... Malo es querer rial y sali' a robalo'" [wanting money (rial, slang for cash) isn't bad... what's bad is wanting money and going out to steal it].
The verses are a blunt snapshot of Venezuela: "Por un iPhone siete te dan un disparo" [for an iPhone 7 they'll shoot you], an ice cream with your girl (jeva) costs ten thousand, and people get by bachaqueando (reselling scarce goods on the black market) or smuggling at the border. He even says the country "ya parece Silent Hill" [already looks like Silent Hill], the horror video game. Then it turns personal: he remembers his mom stressed because "la quincena no alcanzaba" [the fortnightly paycheck didn't stretch], and now he has a son and wants him to lack nothing, earned "en forma honrada" [honestly].