This is a song about "Coast to coast"

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Scratch that, in fact ask the whole entire east coast!

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

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

East coast to west coast all across the nation

She ever fuck around, she will make a nigga kill

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

And nigga you ain't from the east coast, even if you are

Still knock them out the park like a fucking tow car

My hat is by jabbia and if you got a fucking problem

From the straight-up west coast where dre started the bottom

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

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