This is a song about "Rode island"

That's why she's goin' home with me tonight

Neva rode no bentley yes i did last nite

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

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

Youre gettin deffensive like asking michael how many kids he rode

But i am trying to find a way to get you a-loan (car note)

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

Blind to a broken man's dream, a hard lessoncourt cases keep me guessin', plea bargain

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

I'm high as the fuckin moon, set the bar higher even when i slouch

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Cause everybody else did it i had to save face

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

She rode the d like it was a rodeo

See i wouldn’t wish success on my worst foe