This is a song about "Ajax amsterdam"

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Lyrical lysol, i'm ajax the cat so keep out kids.

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

I travel in a new york minute and keep it movin like pigeons

Your man wale in his own damn lane

New york rules, can't tell me nothin' in the game,

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

And new york to this very day has got the best,

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

We don’t reason, no such thing as a peace treaty,