This is a song about "Island"

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

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

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met

Robben island imprisoned you

I really love my miami crew

What's the cause of this excitement

Going to nyc from long island

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

Shawty feinding for love, i be feeding her lust

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island