This is a song about "Island of the blue dolphins"

Shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you

Many casualties follow when i beat the beat black and blue

After her mental adventure from the gas smoke out the pouch

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

A pair of pretty made up baby blue cold steel staring surprise

Take the brick road for the blue key

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Must be something you want me to see

Sometimes all i see is the bright blue tree

About disaster in the world and

Going to nyc from 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

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

My capillaries are few and the blood runs blue