This is a song about "Southern rebel slag"

Take a walk of fate, stroll down southern streets (x2)

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

Summertime's sizzlin' in southern ontario

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

So mr. rebel manages a hell evasion

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

And a mr. rebel rhyme invasion

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

You're trying to act cool you're just trying to rebel

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

And when the sun up i'm like shit you look better in tights

Win or losered or bluewe must all stay true

Call me a rebel i'm the new