This is a song about "Pen island"

Going to nyc from long island

Clap two times if you drunk

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

The tragicness of my dragon spit through pen

A low life's plight

Dont need a pen to write

All i need is paper and pen

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

So i picked the pen up

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

This paper to the pen