This is a song about "Brooklyn"

A story too familiar for too many brooklyn residents

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

From brooklyn to bermondsey, i spit words with speed

Doin time for slowguess she made a bad decision

Live life to the fullest, travel to brooklyn/

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

East side till i die, brooklyn is my residence/

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

Santa loves some but in brooklyn, he dodged us.

States the fate of an artist bent on brooklyn banks/

But it made me the man i am today, thanks

And to be honest i don’t know what niggas talkin bout

Its was a cold night in brooklyn when i first set out

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Residin in brooklyn and long island//