This is a song about "Island"

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

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

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

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

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

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

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

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

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them