This is a song about "Southern supremacy"

Even the cops can't stop us, my enemies flipwhen they see me drink a fifth of that hennessy

Ancient regimes believed in absolutism related to aryan supremacy

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit

Going to the southern land

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Southern niggas, y'all think that we lean back when we sippin' lean,

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

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

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,