This is a song about "The north"

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Before i bury ya head in the north n ya body in the south

They gotta like a nigga, call me obama

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

Last time i seen you, you was a lil old girl

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

They provokin' suicide but as soon as signed

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

The bigger the the fun

Fuck it, i'm done

Up in the north west, theres a reason we are called the best!

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

I'm just north of that, thinking back

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad