This is a song about "South central"

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Pimp south, yup, “it takes a nation” of sluts

On the couch with my homies, watching comedy central with a cold soda

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

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

It landed in my left hand while he started going south

South an north hemispheres are lies

I used to have a nine to five

Heystop running your mouth

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

I break in, cut your throat and then head south

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

I'm reppin' my presence like pleasantness from north to south