This is a song about "New orleans vodo dolls"

I grew up in new orleans, ball players and rhyme stars,

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit

And katrina left all of new orleans devastated,

Must be out your rabbit mind, i'm thuggin', rappin', same damn time

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

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

In new orleans, close your eyes, might need ya mommy

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

It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

New targets when i see new faces

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

At first grace church in new orleans, and freedom,

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns