This is a song about "South americans"

Im washin off another plate

I'm on the british south east coast mate

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

I break in, cut your throat and then head south

That's my in the life south.

A thug niggas in tha house

And that cocaine industry has us americans so fascinated,

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

People be tellin' me i need me an african woman

Americans have nothing on the weapons i be testing son

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Afghanistan had faded quick, americans took over and they hated it/

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

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

But i'm big on the west like i'm big in the south