This is a song about "Jhit from florida"

Man but this ain't no sign language

Hot like florida sand bitch

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

It's all good, finna dog that

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Not from the north south east or west i'm the ish from

Protected from fatalism.

Now look: the change has come

Got home from school on fire, with florida sun on my back i dont tire

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

You stole from me from under my nose

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

Rapping fast like a florida tornado