This is a song about "Trailer parks"

Yo i'm tellin' you dawg i'm bailin' this trailer tomorrow

Just the model, a dozen hollows is tough to swallow

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

To gangstas i'm a motherfuckin' redneck from a trailer park,

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

I'm comin' out the south but yo i ain't a redneck trailer park,

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

I used to live in them trailer parks across all of alabama,

So go back to your cave and ride back to your trailer park,

Want the title but im always fighting under card

Displaying like a movie trailer saying "coming this summer,

I sell hot peas and butter, don't want to see you suffer

Dale earnhardt of the trailer park, the white trash god

Watching my vehicle break down on another man's block

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

But every night, i can still roll through my trailer park