This is a song about "Long island"

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

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Come on now, the searing won't last long,

We at the top where we belong

Make you hit the road for so long,

Well, the club bout to hear this song

Heh, if the autotune's gone

Hanging out here all day long,

Someone gotta be telling someone somebody is tripping

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

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

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Going to nyc from long island