This is a song about "Ajax amsterdam"

My state is right, new york, the best with the rhyme

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Bounce to the dam slap an ounce in me hand,

He would either be locked up or in the back of a cop car handcuffed dam

We popping the fortune, not the fame, shit, you backwards, man

Its evident that i come across so dam relevant

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

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

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

My rhymes, new york states of minds, lyrical crimes, in fact

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

So no im blazing a biff of the dam grade haze