This is a song about "South korean foodsfighters"

Or reach the nunz bitch cuzz we in the south

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

Im sayin one night my love is like that

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Make that so called career you got head down south

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

I break in, cut your throat and then head south

Or let the mob handle that

South side we on this shit

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

Feels locked out his house, he's browsing the streets of south,

I'm on the british south east coast mate

They fasting they won't leave me ate

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

That's my in the life south.