This is a song about "New york gang"

My rhymes, new york states of minds, lyrical crimes, in fact

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

Let me gang bang you lyrically,witness the new lullaby

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

Puttin all those cali and new york jobs on my wishlist,

Extention chords bout to break like the new york city bridge.

The only reason why i put up with this stupid ass bitch

Why are you talking about your gang

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

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

Killin' all the way from new york and east detroit,

Seen the how-to video now he on point

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

You in the basement, i'm on the roof again