Maleante translates to "thug" or "delinquent." It's a word often associated with street life and criminal activity, making it quite distinct from everyday vocabulary.
In the song, Feid explicitly states, "Yo nunca he querido ser maleante" (I never wanted to be a thug). This line is interesting because while he acknowledges living a lavish lifestyle that might appear gangster-like due to his success in music, he clarifies that his path was always through art, not crime. This contrast makes the word particularly engaging and highlights a common theme in urban music where artists navigate perceptions of their success.
VOL 2 is Feid’s glossy postcard from the top of the world: he looks out of his room and literally sees Hollywood, proof that his life now feels like a movie. Diamond-cold chains glint under casual hoodies, private flights drop him straight at the stage, and fans line up for autographs on everything from notebooks to (yes) body parts. The Colombian artist paints success as a surreal carnival of bright lights and louder cheers, yet he never lets you forget where he came from.
Beneath the flexing there is a clear message: music, not crime, got us here. Feid reminds listeners that he always wanted to sing, never to play gangster, even if the rewards of his craft now look like a gangster’s fantasy—mansions, pressure-making swagger, and the same loyal crew by his side. The song is both a celebration of dreams fulfilled and a pledge to stay authentic while living those dreams to the fullest.