This is a song about "South dakota"

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

It landed in my left hand while he started going south

I'm on the british south east coast mate

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

No patience never waitin condo in south cali no she bankin'

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows

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

That's my in the life south.

Heystop running your mouth

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

And the blouses of these bitches always end up in my house

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

I break in, cut your throat and then head south