This is a song about "East african"

From the east to the west coast

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I was a spitting image of my african father/ parents from the

All my shit designeri fucked your bitch in versace, nigga

African girls with bodacious you know what’s,

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

The games new emir i run this shit like a african dictator

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

I'm running out of time

Dime east as if it were crime

Mostly cause niggas hate you, tryin to fill up your plate

After the east and west bull shit escalate

I'm on the british south east coast mate

The proverbial lemonade that i made