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

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

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Fuck lil wayne, and coach carter, im a baller, who goes harder than the heat and faggy lakers,

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

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

But this bitch really think that i'm 'bout to buy her dinner

Flyer than a bird going south for the winter/

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

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

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

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

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done