This is a song about "Money island"

Cash money, financial

That’s only if they handle

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Going to nyc from long island

Music is money, money isn't music

Word spreads fast that your knees spread quick

Robben island imprisoned you

I'm tryna learn somethin new

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

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

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

That i have all the money

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Residin in brooklyn and long island//