This is a song about "Nee york"

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

Iverson was cool, but i supported victor page

I can only love you when you’re undressed

And new york to this very day has got the best,

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

I can't complaini've seen my fair share of the fame

New york rules, can't tell me nothin' in the game,

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,