This is a song about "South carolin secede from the union"

My flag has been seen from south beach out to vegas

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

Cough up a lung where i'm from, the south son,

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

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

You know they got me trapped in this prison of seclusionhappiness, living on the streets is a delusion

None of your own will pick up the phone cuz this human is a new fusion god and man perfect union

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,

My family's from the south, stayed at papa's house

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

My garage full of cars that bounce

Or reach the nunz bitch cuzz we in the south

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

My family's from the south, stayed at papa's house