This is a song about "Southern girl"

More phillies than pete rose, i'm southern but on the east coast,

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

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

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

And bijies like im out and

Going to the southern land

Follow the yellow brick road, stroll down southern streets

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

He should be some southern trucker

And let them lames get your old number

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

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

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Fuck 2dopeboyz and nahright, shout out to hype track

People give a bad fuckin' rap to old-school southern rap,