This is a song about "New jersey"

I'll retire nxt and hang his jersey from the rafters

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

A new world order, with a new constitution

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

This is a new episode of a new chapter

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

We always get baked, the concept isn't new

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

Making records they want, that was wrecking my brilliance

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,