This is a song about "New cuban girl"

Four cuban links on my neck, trap out the hood

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

A new world order, with a new constitution

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Cause people want a girl,

And he, what's his name, earl

Ain't no fallin' no next time i meet a new girl

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Catch you up on places i've been

New passions, enemies new fashion