This is a song about "Winter in new orleans"

New orleans southern baptists, gutter trash whites,

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

I grew up in new orleans, ball players and rhyme stars,

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

No matter how much i try, stay alive, i'm a die a man

About new orleans, atlanta, miami, or the birmingham,

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

With new crowd in , your sec life with whole new level

Is probably filled with some other niggas numbers

New orleans, swag, wild style, foul child, suckers,

And katrina left all of new orleans devastated,

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Birmingham to new orleans, yeah i will smash the town,

Huhmy home boys might squabble but we don't fall down

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

I grew up as a teenager in new orleans, word is bond,