This is a song about "Coast"

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

Appalachia and the row homes in the northeast coast,

Hand to hand in the cold

I rock her world from coast to coast

I'm on the british south east coast mate

I don't mind if you niggas hate

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

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

Ya see all we got is tonight and i ain't tryna see that far

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

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

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

Im still here but i can't skate

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

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