This is a song about "Uptown new york drugs sex money bitches hoes lavish"

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Is money, drugs, hoes, violence washed up routine

Shawty was pinkberry sweet and i ain't lactose

Ethnic whites in new york city, tight-knit, keep close,

Of you wannabes rapping bout thugs,drugs, and sex,

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

That's why they kick with homies, what? back in new york,

Extention chords bout to break like the new york city bridge.

And fleeing the sceneon rufus, my evil walrus, bitch

Drugs, sex, killing and lots of madness

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Lotta rapper thugs talking bout bitches, money trees, and drugs

My paper long, yep, you left alone, you gets no fucks

Yeah, it's all natural baby

New hoes wanna hug me!