This is a song about "An island"

Not an urban myth but definitely an urban legend

Like a passenger on 9/11, please go find a reverend

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Going to nyc from long island

It's the perfect plan

Showin of your ass an

I'll bust then i'll run an,

I put that shit on my man

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Its an imagination

It ain't where i been

Actually that's kinda frightening, but you'll cum quick like lighting

I'm so lost on this island only i dont wanna leave im dying

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

And i was one of the fish in this tiny small island