This is a song about "Roanoke island"

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

This goes out to all the killers on rikers island wishing

Going to nyc from long island

About disaster in the world and

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

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

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

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

Secret society all we ask is trust

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I'm so lost on this island only i dont wanna leave im dying