This is a song about "Ranch relish and thousand island dressing"

And put wack rappers on a island with a chain to the neck

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

And i was one of the fish in this tiny small island

And dropping down a thousand boulders,

Talking of the gods you serve

I was bitten by a dog in (two thousand and five)

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Hey, tell me why my hands start sweating

Like a salad no dressing

Two thousand and one years after christ

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

Your girl knows how to ride, tell her to join my ranch.

Swear this closet full of heat, bitch i never need a match

I gotta tell you that my love is true

Robben island imprisoned you