This is a song about "New orleans vodo dolls"

At first grace church in new orleans, and freedom,

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

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

D-low where's the trigger, i'll let this bullet play hero.. bang

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

Not just for new orleans, i do this for every ghetto,

But don't get it twisted, the uzi's in the lining though

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

New targets when i see new faces