This is a song about "From the south were they can t stand us"

I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil

Yeezy and them, they can stand on my level,

Load up the guns where i'm from, the south son,

Lord knows that four door fit eight women

Fresh to death that bullshit irrelevant

I'm dwarfing from the south to the north and,

The one who can´t even show a real smile

Run for cover and return fire

I keep that hottie, just look at her body

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

And i'm from the dirty south,

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

You're from the dirty south? yeah, you have a dirty mouth

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds