This is a song about "South"

Next thing you know i was runnin' the south

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

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

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

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

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

I'm reppin' my presence like pleasantness from north to south

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

But we having sex tonight

Thats the south side lets ride lets ride

South side we on this shit

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

A fucking love dirty south gold grill in my mouth

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

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