This is a song about "Anthony from staten island"

You're just coming down from

So keep fronting till my peeps come

I need to free them

They know where i come from

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

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

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Freedom from loss and so freedom from gain.

Bring the hook,i think i need to spark again

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

Blinded from the light emitted from serious a

I know i'm not the only bastard in america