This is a song about "Miami dolphins"

That's just the beginning of war

Time to give you the miami roar

About new orleans, atlanta, miami, or the birmingham,

Pussy pop on her handstand, you got me sweatin', please pass me a fan, damn

Probably getta summer home, in miami

Nigga's talk they'd attacked me but wouldn't steal a taxi

It's buttery as jack frost under some miami heat

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

My raps are the best from miami to seattle

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

From miami to l.a. back to manhatten where the big cake

The streets of miami

Shit with our whole family