This is a song about "New york rap"

Shawty was pinkberry sweet and i ain't lactose

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,

King of new york, yo i'm already there

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

I ain't interested in fame

Bring something new to the rap game

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

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Each day i feel like einstein ,new rap theories i'm inventing

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

I first new i could rap, knew i was good at it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet