This is a song about "Nola"

I grew up in nola city,

Then asking my identity

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

Even though in nola we either ball or give rhyme stars,

I grew up in nola city,

Must be something you want me to see

She pretty but she insecure as baby-mother scars

Even though in nola we either ball or give rhyme stars,