This is a song about "We the north"

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

The fuck is everybody so mad at the north for?

If you try to give it to me at the door

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

We sip moscato, like we hit the lotto

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house

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

I'm just north of that, thinking back

And daddy's in the cadillac

What the fans can't see that mm-mirror gon notice back

We were raised by just the very the best we had

Yo we roll in the hole,we roll with the hoe

She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow

De la soul is from the soul

Flows, imported from north pole