This is a song about "The north"

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars

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

So it’s more for me, she invited me in her mouth

I'm reppin' my presence like pleasantness from north to south

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

You made me wanna

I bring the heat like the

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

Rockets can't stop me cause i'm north too ill.

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

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

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went