This is a song about "North west london"

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

Eastside, take them to the west

North cold or south cold, can't really make up my mind

Please take care of all my seeds, to my unborn child

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

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Shout out to aberdeen 1415 north b street

We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

No worries tommorow we gone send em out to london

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

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

Between me and you, do anything for old girl