This is a song about "Kids stranded in an island"

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Like an ose; i am grandi, like your kids; i want candy

These other kids they made him sick in the head

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Yea but, i live on the beach kids outside an they playin in da heat

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

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island

Kids crying in the background

So don't ask me why they strung out

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt