This is a song about "The north"

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

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

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

Dope enough to snort crack and sit the fuck still

Flows, imported from north pole

Open up your contacts then scroll

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

I'm just north of that, thinking back

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

Shout out to aberdeen 1415 north b street

Wale, d.c. thats me, huh

I bring the heat like the