IGUALES is Quevedo’s cheeky confession booth, where he admits he is the classic “player” your best friend warns you about. Over a bouncy beat he narrates a night out that he never even planned, meeting a girl whose name he barely remembers, and immediately owning up to his flimsy excuses: he chases thrills, fast cars, easy money, and zero commitment. The chorus hammers home the line “Todos los hombres somos iguales” – a tongue-in-cheek mantra that lumps him together with every other womanizer and highlights a cycle of inherited behavior, even blaming his own father for passing it down.
Behind the swagger, the song exposes the emptiness of that lifestyle. Quevedo boasts about Paris trips, luxury penthouses, and sharing lovers with friends, yet he keeps repeating how “this will end badly.” His bravado and self-deprecation collide, painting a picture of modern machismo that is flashy on the surface but ultimately hollow. “IGUALES” invites listeners to dance while reflecting on the stereotypes, contradictions, and consequences of toxic masculinity in today’s party culture.