This is a song about "South tower"

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

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

My garage full of cars that bounce

That's my in the life south.

Already tall as a tower and the color of my pigment is gettin browner,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

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

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Conquered demonic battles in the tower of babel.

And i'm from the dirty south,

From the projects to the penthouse

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs

South an north hemispheres are lies

Only concern was the home that was close to him

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',