This is a song about "Leave south africa"

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

South side we on this shit

It ain't like that

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

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

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

I break in, cut your throat and then head south

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

I'm on the british south east coast mate

And i'm from the dirty south,

My garage full of cars that bounce

You, you, you have to pay for that

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit