This is a song about "Slow south"

Preaching to the choir though

If you don't go, your going slow

Let a nigga drive slow,

And she gives them a blow

Feels locked out his house, he's browsing the streets of south,

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

Turning to ground zero

Okay so imma start slow

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Ran outside to see the big show

A nigga wanna drive slow,

Never break, took a break though

Remind me to react slow.

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

From the projects to the penthouse