This is a song about "North gwinnett"

Flows, imported from north pole

Timmy got his bike stole

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Screw north west, i’m moving down to the south park, call me stan marsh/

My heart'll turn pitch black and cold if i split with my girl

You're the north wind in my sails, now watch them unfurl

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

I'm dwarfing from the south to the north and,

There's crack, there's crack

I'm just north of that, thinking back

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

Odd future wolf gang, wu-tang banging in your system