This is a song about "A zax going south"

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

That's my in the life south.

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

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

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Welcome to the dirty south,we don't have 40's it's a 30 ounce

Or going to a festival. for a thrill

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

It landed in my left hand while he started going south

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

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

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