This is a song about "Regions of the united states"

Toss ur face like a dollar n scribble what all it states!,

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes

In three states you're accused of rape

City national bank evolve into shape

This ones for the lovers

Shaved of the face of the earth

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

I imagine that we'll soon be united, soon to be unanimous,

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

Leave the states make peace with myself and erase/

Because the case plainly states that slavery was just the prequel

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

Rich in my rhymes, but i ain't no drake, cause i'm killing rappers in all states/

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

Tired of the pain tired of the struggle

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble