This is a song about "Vegas hollywood bitch cash broke new york king high fuck broads"

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

I travel in a new york minute and keep it movin like pigeons

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

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

I can't fuck a bitch this high

I'm on my grown man b.i you see why

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

If i'll be a king of new-york i wouldn't change

Puttin all those cali and new york jobs on my wishlist,

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest