This is a song about "Arkansas"

A thug niggas in tha house

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

My high school girlfriend dykin', my side bitch ain't take her pill

Yeah bitch that's #nashville, i'm constantly writing bitch i crash ill

The clearly vivid murals in atlanta with depictions,

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Tryin to charge me for misdemeanor, as i give her a cleveland steamer

Miami nights, made a couple grand

Going to the southern land