This is a song about "Artificial death in the west"

I already said im the best, yeah you guessed, fuck kanye west

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

From the east to the west coast

Hand to hand in the cold

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

After the east and west bull shit escalate

I am the next kanye west

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

And for the rest i'm the best in the west so don't test

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

I’m not from alabama

West side, zone 1, who want the anna?

That's why i never claimed i was the best

Faking the be best saying you from the west

And i'm a just take another guess

Like shadows in the valley of death