This is a song about "Resort in new zealand"

Baby daddy in the streets playin ball in new sneaks

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

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

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

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

New year's day in a couple of days

Got a new song in my brain.

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

I roll arond in my new whip

Thus contributing to ongoing credit

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

#egg-sample next hatches when new mission kicks in

But not the numbers i makeload up that wild boy

On guitars no codeine in this resort we destroy

If its not couture, i will not go to her

Got bitches in new york california and decatur