This is a song about "Coast"

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

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

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

That west coast schedule, don't hate on us bluntin'

Appalachia and the row homes in the northeast coast,

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

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

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

I am ryu-like to the fiend

Opposite coast from the beast,

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

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

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

Women front, they get its cold

From the east to the west coast