This is a song about "York"

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

Killin' all the way from new york and east detroit,

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

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

And my thun thun is blueand if i pop that bitch

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

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

And new york to this very day has got the best,

A legend have to bow, africa

Distribution, new york, to chicago, l.a.

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

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

My ass funky like a cab driver in new york city, pass the class,

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

My rhymes, new york states of minds, lyrical crimes, in fact