This is a song about "A zax going south"

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

It landed in my left hand while he started going south

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Im a champ i go pound for pound, cause i settled in the south,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Maybe life would be a lot better if i lived down south,

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

In a few places, the rest of the south they're all baptist,

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

Im going on a shooting spree

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth