This is a song about "A zax who goes south"

Most of you niggas don't give a shit where ya life goes

You got your mean little walk with the model pose

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

Jason keaton, i can only imagine

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

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

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Outkast, andre and big boi gave a name to the south,

Or closed casket for our troubles

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

For a little boy like you who goes to his mommy and makes a fuss

Then spray to the victims who goes against me,i'm the new death machine

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

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