This is a song about "Norfolk southern"

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Not knowin' southern whites are lower class, my fuckin' life,

Want the title but im always fighting under card

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

I'm one of the best who graduated from the streets of nor-folk

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

Feds with bugs like the southern heat, power's unplugged

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,

More phillies than pete rose, i'm southern but on the east coast,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Fuck the rest, we keep it nice and trill, southern takeover

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

And bring wiz khalifa cause the green look pure

The poor southern white boy, he's like picasso for sure,