This is a song about "Southern"

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

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

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

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

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

Those same southern trees where the rage still leaks,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

* amalgam digital download bonus track

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

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

Y'all motherfuckers act like you the southern soda, #big #shots,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

He should be some southern trucker