This is a song about "Queens new york"

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,

I'mma need two mics just to get my point across

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

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

Yall bunch of rap queens female asshole

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

New york rules, can't tell me nothin' in the game,

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

I’ll forever move any cat they admire mine

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

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

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