This is a song about "Stuck on an island"

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

Stuck in an endless jail, with heart and mind in sight,

Number eight, you're so stuck on all these fuckin debates

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

That's equivalent, to the poison in a cigarette

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

Going to nyc from long island

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

Stuck out my dick and ejaculated on the dirt/

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

My block stay hot my wrist stuck on froze

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose