This is a song about "Geoffery winslow"

God flow, got that winter breeze, like chicago

Yo, i'm seventeen, already sniffing blow

His skins white as winter, be a singer,

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

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

Yall look like chris kattan, yall prefer male butts

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Start beef bigger then your spouse

And i'm from the dirty south,

After the sadness of the summer winter time froze after another

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

And i'mma be honest she's the fliest here

I got you slippin like a banana peel