This is a song about "East coast"

You see the way i move, i am in another gear

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

He's coasting from coast to coast with a flow that he boasts over it,

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

My insanity, profanity, my west coast mentality

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

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

West's marijuana, but i smoke like the east coast,

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

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I rock her world from coast to coast

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

East shore part emcee part sword

Fresh out the airport