This is a song about "South korean ferry"

My garage full of cars that bounce

I break in, cut your throat and then head south

I'm on the british south east coast mate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

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

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

Somebody need to tell 'em that they can't do it like i can

That was my impression of jackie chan because he's a korean man

Redbox flow and i do not date

I'm on the british south east coast mate

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