This is a song about "Coast"

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

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

The best to the least, west to the east, but he's the east coast,

I am not no homophobe, good thing i don't read the post

My insanity, profanity, my west coast mentality

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

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

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

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

From the east to the west coast

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

I'm on the british south east coast mate

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

That west coast schedule, don't hate on us bluntin'

In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin