This is a song about "New orleans saints"

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

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

On april 8th mobb deep is playin' concerts in new orleans,

New passions, enemies new fashion

My talent should take me places i've never been

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Y’all ain’t the praising saints with the perfect angel’s face,

They know im in new orleans bitch east5ide is where i resign

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Im drowning down, i couldn't dodge the wave

I dont know whether your apostles or saints

From the streets my beliefs new orleans,

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips