This is a song about "South americans"

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

We’re americans, not crack dealers, criminals, and blatant fools,

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

I break in, cut your throat and then head south

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

That's my in the life south.

We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

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

It landed in my left hand while he started going south

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

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

Make that so called career you got head down south