This is a song about "Beast coast"

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Like east is to side, and west is to coast

He's coasting from coast to coast with a flow that he boasts over it,

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

My flow is tight and cold as ice, coast to coast it's right,

When you was leaving, did he put up a fight

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I rock her world from coast to coast

From the east to the west coast

Hoes i need a condom for my toast

I'm on the british south east coast mate

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

I'm a beast , say that everyday

Rub my back, then let me lay

But now i'm on the east coast, west coast

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold