This is a song about "The new south"

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

In a few places, the rest of the south they're all baptist,

Why people want you single every time that you got a spouse

You're from the dirty south? yeah, you have a dirty mouth

I'm dwarfing from the south to the north and,

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Back in the day the south showed no mercy for blacks

Left hand got ten bands; back pocket, four stacks

My family's from the south, stayed at papa's house

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Cause i'm now, livin' this life with foolproof doubts

But i'm big on the west like i'm big in the south

So grab ya friends and let's take ya back to my house

Next thing you know i was runnin' the south

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Get the big spoons to itch me down south, my dick's nefarious