This is a song about "Being a new yorker"

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Took the form of a human being

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Too afraid of being a loser

This is a new episode of a new chapter

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

You'll meet a new enemy,

Just to go to liv on a sunday

This is new shit, a nuisance,

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

I believed in a higher being.

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

I think it's only right, hoarse and everything

But thats the life of a human being

A childhood being suppressed,

Hold up yea we the best