This is a song about "Coast"

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

Appalachia and the row homes in the northeast coast,

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

Ubn and east coast don't scare us

From the east to the west coast

Time to get her bags get ghost

See me and hope i'm intoxicated or slightly faded

You have fucked with a west coast bay area cali kid

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

It used to be all about "west coast vs east coast"//

My flow is tight and cold as ice, coast to coast it's right,

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight