This is a song about "Coast guard"

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Appalachia and the row homes in the northeast coast,

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

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

Trying so fucking hard to be the best known guard

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

From the time that you stole my heart

I got pissed one day and threw piss on a guard,

West's marijuana, but i smoke like the east coast,

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

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Coast of martha's vineyard drinking hennessy

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

But i tell it how it is parents better keep your guard

Whilst these others fucks workin security guard

Want the title but im always fighting under card