This is a song about "I m in a trailer"

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

I m stuck with my laptop in this shitty office...

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

I'm comin' out the south but yo i ain't a redneck trailer park,

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Im washin off another plate

F a m e, i learnt that in 2nd grade,

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

Cos i m working in this shit...which my daddy made...

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Yeah, since i was a knee high

I used to live in them trailer parks across all of alabama,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh