This is a song about "Southern girl"

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

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

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

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Imma put out those #sparks, shit wont even be visible under the southern lights

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

Feds with bugs like the southern heat, power's unplugged

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

I used to have dark nights now it’s bright lights

I'm acting brand new, let me check my schedule

The poor southern white boy, he's like picasso for sure,

That's why i'm dropping poems from my southern shotgun home,

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone