This is a song about "Coast"

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

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

You be get up on this fly shit baby

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

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

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

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

Appalachia and the row homes in the northeast coast,

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Honey is always the one i'mma call late

My insanity, profanity, my west coast mentality

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

Call me west coast wells fargo, because i can go far

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

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet