This is a song about "Atlanta braves"

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

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

I murder emcees from cali to atlanta,

Throw him off the banister, shoot him on camera

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

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

The clearly vivid murals in atlanta with depictions,