This is a song about "North of the prax"

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

I'm reppin' my presence like pleasantness from north to south

Raybands...hide the face of,

On the slow jam of love

Flows, imported from north pole

This shit has got my soul

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

Of the coke and the smoke of weed

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

Last time i seen you, you was a lil old girl

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

Ma want me to go find a wife

Of the book of your life