This is a song about "Fuck the south"

I heard you on the south side, i heard you tryna shoot

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

I'm fed up, we gotta start teach the children

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

I live in the american south with the racial divide,

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

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

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

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

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

Feels locked out his house, he's browsing the streets of south,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

But i'm big on the west like i'm big in the south

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

In a few places, the rest of the south they're all baptist,