This is a song about "South"

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

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

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

Fucking all dem hoes,rapping south

But i do quite well with all the bait

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

Or reach the nunz bitch cuzz we in the south

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

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

Two dyke jawns but tonight they straight

I'm on the british south east coast mate