This is a song about "North face"

Flows, imported from north pole

It's apart of her goal

Look at my daughter's face

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Leaving your old face remoulded placed onto my new face,

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Before i bury ya head in the north n ya body in the south

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

Not from the north south east or west i'm the ish from

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

The fuck is everybody so mad at the north for?

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

I'm just north of that, thinking back

Yeah, the sex in the sack