This is a song about "Island"

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face

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

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

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

Why you lil niggas still swinging? got virgin tight flows yall still swinging

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Im happier when high and drunk

Going to nyc from long island