This is a song about "Beast coast"

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

My insanity, profanity, my west coast mentality

Well the coast is clear so go coast to coast bitch and disappear

It's terminally, permanently, seriously ill

Opposite coast from the beast,

No longer with us; he's deceased

Womanizing to say the least

Them bitches label me a beast,

Patroling for the beast

Truthfully, some eye at least

To packin' up and leavin' notes, and gettin' ghost

Appalachia and the row homes in the northeast coast,

East coast to west coast all across the nation

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Ubn and east coast don't scare us

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus