This is a song about "Suzan lori parks"

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Rural southern trailer parks, single mothers with kids,

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

But with a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Rural trailer parks, suburban apartments, they're feeding ya,

I'll probably re-visit those old shotgun homes and trailer parks,

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

If you wanna be the first to drive mini stars to parks

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Finish line with the tire marks

By blasting up theme parks

I used to live in them trailer parks across all of alabama,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh