This is a song about "Coast"

Ubn and east coast don't scare us

Im so bonkas, im not conscious

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Im out ready to jet i'll meet you up coast

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Appalachia and the row homes in the northeast coast,

Scratch that, in fact ask the whole entire east coast!

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

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

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

I'm tryna find myself, i'm searchin deep for kendrick lamar

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

From the straight-up west coast where dre started the bottom

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Like east is to side, and west is to coast