This is a song about "In raleigh north carolina"

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

Screw north west, i’m moving down to the south park, call me stan marsh/

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

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

Before i bury ya head in the north n ya body in the south

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south

And i like my girls with ambition

In a private jet while i'm walking in

I'm just north of that, thinking back

This is why her nigga mad

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe