This is a song about "York maine"

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

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

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

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Five-star dishes, food for thought bitches

This maine scene is what it is

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?

I can only love you when you’re undressed

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Got bitches in new york california and decatur

I'll show you there's a few good left that exist

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

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

And i'm wolf, that was me who shoved the cock in your bitch

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

New york rules, can't tell me nothin' in the game,