This is a song about "Polk county"

Zone 1, sosa rolled, stand up

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

C walking in the kill zone

You can ask los, i was like a young gale

Coz im out on bail from the county jail

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Don't let me into my zone (i’m definitely in my zone)

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

Rocking pieces on the transit, got a legal wall now the towns tryna ban it,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

Don't let me get in my zone, don't let me get in my zone

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

Like she's a part of the commonwealth!

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears