This is a song about "New york knicks"

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

With foreign names, valet the range

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

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

Years back you believed that the world was fair

King of new york, yo i'm already there

But i can only love you when you undressed

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?

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

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast