This is a song about "Bitch from new york"

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

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

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?

That i can only love you when you undressed

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

From the streets my beliefs new orleans,

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

A legend have to bow, africa

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

Puttin all those cali and new york jobs on my wishlist,