This is a song about "Coney island"

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lessoncourt cases keep me guessin', plea bargain

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

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

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

And put wack rappers on a island with a chain to the neck

You know they at home watching lifetime or on the internet

Throw me a hurricane, let your anger rain on my island base

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

Robben island imprisoned you

Raised by a momma who, who