This is a song about "Rgf island"

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

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

It's really not an issue

Robben island imprisoned you

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

Throw me a hurricane, let your anger rain on my island base

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

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

Fuck me the monster said, somehow the monster's dead

Now you know bout me, lets go to a lounge

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.