This is a song about "Cafe east"

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

Going to east nexy year

Reality of my life rise on the east with stars i align

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

If they find that stash box just one time

Dime east as if it were crime

Talk sharp like a razor blade

I'm on the british south east coast mate

East coast to west coast all across the nation

I compliment you with your conversation

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

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

You niggas under cars you should be unemployed

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

Middle east/ an arranged marriage , had not choice but to be/

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see