This is a song about "My island girl"

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Baby girl, tell me how my nature feels

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

Oh girl you're my narcotic

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

She was my dream girl turned nightmare

Throw your money in the air

Ya shell be aight never hurl

I'm in deeper then when i'm in my girl