This is a song about "South seaport"

Make that so called career you got head down south

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

And i'm from the dirty south,

Heystop running your mouth

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

A thug niggas in tha house

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

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

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

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

My garage full of cars that bounce

That's my in the life south.

I break in, cut your throat and then head south

Secrets r hidden within the clouds