This is a song about "East baltimore"

I'mma catch you next time around

As the sun fin a be in the east bound

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Middle east/ an arranged marriage , had not choice but to be/

Guess i’m different than most

From the east to the west coast

Unable to think clear

Going to east nexy year

I ain't from the east but still i never sleep

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Unleash the street beast into the breeze, west or east,

Head east through asia, and start to depopulate, the inflated countries,

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

Time to get her bags get ghost

But now i'm on the east coast, west coast