This is a song about "Southern ghettos"

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

A poor white southern boy, fuck it, life, i should nail it hard,

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

I'm so fuckin' southern i could be the son of paula dean,

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Not knowin' southern whites are lower class, my fuckin' life,

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Ok, black panamera, dash on a million

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Is southern culture, still we got our fucking jobs overseas,

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

Cuz she like the dirty southern drawl that the yanks get mad at.