This is a song about "Portland oregon"

I'm so lost on this island only i dont wanna leave im dying

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

My flow is tight and cold as ice, coast to coast it's right,

Try harder try better try getting those diamonds that stylist those islands

Ha, i'm super freaky, no top on the ghini, no flaw in my diamonds

My bank of america account got six figures

Got me feeling light headed yea nigga philip rivers

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

United we slam, here comes the people with the rough shit

Scratch that, in fact ask the whole entire east coast!

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

Tomorrow i think i might go buy a couple of private islands,

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

More phillies than pete rose, i'm southern but on the east coast,