This is a song about "Atlanta"

About new orleans, atlanta, miami, or the birmingham,

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

I murder emcees from cali to atlanta,

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

The clearly vivid murals in atlanta with depictions,

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

There’s people in the atlanta suburbs who are dirt poor,

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school