This is a song about "Thorpe park"

In a southern redneck trailer park where you ain't got a minute,

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

I'm flying big, my rhymes are going out of the park

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Your life like an amusement park

We raiders of the lost ark

So meet me at the park.

Guess i'll meet her right back at start

Emerge from the dark like a shark in a water park.

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Your rolling with the best the salisbury park pioneers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years