This is a song about "Atlanta hawks"

The clearly vivid murals in atlanta with depictions,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

I murder emcees from cali to atlanta,

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

By those that were slow as molasses, take this shit to school

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

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

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

Dimes in my socks the pigs watching like hawks

And of course, my car's off course

Stampede in this game like the hawks of the sea

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy