This is a song about "Rode island"

Fuck you and the horse you rode in on too,

And word i blew off herb i grew

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

The one you rode when ya got lonely,

Youre gettin deffensive like asking michael how many kids he rode

Evertime i try to speak, they immediatey go into berzerk mode,

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Neva rode no bentley yes i did last nite

They leave...u-turn...customers, we serve em right

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.