Alfredo Olivas brings swagger and steel to “Los Que Porto,” crafting an anthem of fearless self-reliance. He lays it out from the start: I only trust what I carry—my principles, my grit, maybe even a sidearm—and I have zero patience for hypocrites who pretend to be clean while still clutching the stone. He dares listeners to choose their place in the food chain: if you want to be an eagle, fly high; if you are a worm, stay low and do not squeal when someone steps on you. Borrowing revolutionary fire from José María Morelos, Olivas warns that whoever makes a mess had better clean it, because he certainly will.
The second verse digs into proud roots: a rough-and-tumble childhood, lineage from “where the oranges fall,” and ranches that raise champion roosters. Olivas repeats the Morelos rallying cry—“I would rather die standing than live kneeling”—to prove his point. He knows exactly what he possesses and what he lacks, and the one thing missing is fear. The song becomes a bold corrido that celebrates authenticity, heritage, and the unbreakable will to defend them both.