This is a song about "A zax going south"

Or going to a festival. for a thrill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

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

Got hu women frostburg women

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

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

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

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

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

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

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

I'm comin' out the south but yo i ain't a redneck trailer park,

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows