This is a song about "Resort in new zealand"

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Back when everything in the industry was all new//

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Who resort to wearing some little sweater jackets

But now its bottles at them tables, bring the models boy

On guitars no codeine in this resort we destroy

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

Took in the info like my new track

I'm crazy as a ouija board, at a vacated beach resort,

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

So your last resort is to eat off other niggas plates/

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Yea new girls all in my world

Long as she come to me first