This is a song about "Coast"

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

You have fucked with a west coast bay area cali kid

With this rap shit, you know i do the fucking most

More phillies than pete rose, i'm southern but on the east coast,

Coast of martha's vineyard drinking hennessy

Just to go to liv on a sunday

They're frozen and cold and smokin' the bowls of dope and then coast,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Appalachia and the row homes in the northeast coast,

I rock her world from coast to coast

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

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

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

Ubn and east coast don't scare us