This is a song about "Jim crow laws the new south georgia s economy and georgia post reconstruction"

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

And the economy reduced my quality

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

And i'm from the dirty south,

I decided my pride is just why i resist

The stand your ground laws, jim crow, just as racist,

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Outkast, andre and big boi gave a name to the south,

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Is it defying the laws of physics and science

Your performing magic tricks and breaking the laws of psychics

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips