Natanael Cano, the Mexican pioneer of corridos tumbados, fires back at gossipers in “Me Critican.” Over a laid-back yet gritty guitar, he asks a simple question: why so much hate? Instead of hiding who he is, Cano proudly lists the things people judge him for – smoking weed, sipping drinks, and hanging out with his crew – and then points out that none of it hurts anyone. The track becomes a confident anthem of self-assurance, where every blunt he lights and every laugh he shares is a reminder that he is living on his own terms.
Under the swagger lies a clear warning: jealous tongues had better think twice before stepping into the ring. Cano built his success brick by brick, and anyone trying to tear it down will “mal pueden salir” – end up worse off. Between playful Spanglish lines and infectious bravado, “Me Critican” celebrates personal freedom, calls out envy, and encourages listeners to ignore idle chatter, focus on their grind, and, most importantly, stay happy.