This is a song about "Down on the island"

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

And yes i am the teacher class sit on down/ take yah pens out/ n jot this down/

I'm looking down on the atmosphere

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

I'm so lost on this island only i dont wanna leave im dying

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

The spotlights on me, how is it all going down?

Can't smile, take a picture, gotta frown

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

The spotlights on me, how is it all going down?

You know you stuntin’ a break – uh break- breakdown

Who look down on the common people and spit in they faces,

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs

You can keep it on the down low

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough