This is a song about "New york yankees"

My state is right, new york, the best with the rhyme

Cappin' boy, cooking crack, at the same damn time

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

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

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

Beautiful are thou, africa

Know i had to do a jay dilla joint

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

I'm a new man with a new attitude

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

A new world order, with a new constitution

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

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

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent