This is a song about "New orleans"

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

New orleans, yeah, from the ‘burbs all the way to the hot block,

Don't think this oppression's new,

That means two, between me and you

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

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

At first grace church in new orleans, and freedom,

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

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

I want to make the world new

No disrespect, but motherfuck you

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

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

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

See i grew up in new orleans, l.a., with my family,