This is a song about "Island"

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

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

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island

Secret society all we ask is trust

Robben island imprisoned you

Swear i'm trying to get through

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

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