This is a song about "Pen island"

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Throw me a hurricane, let your anger rain on my island base

To understand your ways, inexperienced back in the days

I'ma ball, kill, then hit the pen

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

The paper to the pen.

I’m effervescent, just ask them

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

So i'm sticking to refining my pen

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

With those crazy ass people at the county building

All i need is paper and pen

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again