This is a song about "South seaport"

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

Counting all my chains and to show that i'm calling south

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

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

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

I break in, cut your throat and then head south

From the projects to the penthouse

But i'm big on the west like i'm big in the south

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

I came from the dirty south(that dirty south),

I'm chicken stripping off your lil blouse

Heystop running your mouth

That's my in the life south.