This is a song about "Tf north band"

Cause you can't even rap in the fourth grade band

Whether you rhyme slow or the beat fast

Its been a long summer, and i've been on my grind

North cold or south cold, can't really make up my mind

And they say i'm over heads cuz they don't understand... that

Man, your band is never flexible, like cars in traffic,

Some guitar lessons later formed my own band

I just write that right by a mic stand

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south

No longer do i freestyle, money for the strippers

Ride with me even when scared- join my 'band' like ring fingers.