This is a song about "South"

I'mma sign that work and release that

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit

In 2 to 6 hours

That's my in the life south.

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

I break in, cut your throat and then head south

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

It landed in my left hand while he started going south

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

Counting all my chains and to show that i'm calling south

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

South an north hemispheres are lies