This is a song about "New yorl"

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

Quays made a baby his birth rates new

Yeah it'll hurt but go find someone new

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

Call me a rebel i'm the new

Now i gotta exit after you

I wanna be next to you

We're done, same old thing isnt nothin new.

We always get baked, the concept isn't new

She fly high, high in the sky, ho i can't see you

There's no breakthrough, don't act all new

You need more grease in your hair, so they weaves you

And don’t offer least of shit to these people’s opinions

New recipes and a few new fucking dominions.

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

This is a new episode of a new chapter