This is a song about "Break from new york"

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Time to break your ass down or make a new fuckin movie reboot

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

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

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,

That's why rappers is actors trying to dabble in clothes

When i pull up in that candy range

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

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

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

Killin' all the way from new york and east detroit,

I started from clear leaf,now i got new life

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys