This is a song about "South auckland"

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

Before i bury ya head in the north n ya body in the south

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Make that so called career you got head down south

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

I break in, cut your throat and then head south

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

It landed in my left hand while he started going south

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

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