This is a song about "Hes ny everything"

And i'm raw, fish scale

When hes coming home from jail

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Hes the one that got mj hes really a thriller

Hes the new kid on the block

Believe me i'mma be your god

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Cause hes stuck right in this quickness

Not generic from ny, la, the chi, what hood am i gon talk about?

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

The next day i chilled at a friend's house party and he played ny state of mind

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

But hes dead so you cant