This is a song about "South"

So i banged for a minute

South cal, we runnin' this rap shit

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

The segregated south, with the strange fruit growin',

Next thing you know i was runnin' the south

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

What we gotta do to survive

South an north hemispheres are lies

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Make that so called career you got head down south

Saying they this and that

South side we on this shit

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

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

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

Maybe life would be a lot better if i lived down south,