This is a song about "The north"

You're the north wind in my sails, now watch them unfurl

But if you bullshit i leave you with a white girl

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

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

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

I wish that we could all come together, east and the west. north and

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Screw north west, i’m moving down to the south park, call me stan marsh/

Just put on one of me or big sean's cds and roll me some

Not from the north south east or west i'm the ish from