This is a song about "The north yukon"

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

That happen to act like a black president

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

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

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

De la soul is from the soul

Flows, imported from north pole

Okay today i was the freshest in my area

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

Cold world no blanket son

The bigger the the fun