This is a song about "How bad south pointe is"

Sk for dinner and forget to floss

A heart attack, son, cause a how bad that was."

And kids no matter how bad you get knocked down

Then get out your seat and jump around

You reflect in this heart of mine

No rhyme is a bad rhyme

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

But all this stress still nobody knows how bad the pain gets.

And kids no matter how bad you get knocked down

I know a little betty from downtown

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

It all just goes south 'till they make these bad decisions,