This is a song about "East coast"

Going to east nexy year

A couple of sprites but no beer

And i can't help but notice

Ubn and east coast don't scare us

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

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

From the east to the west coast

The truth shall be told

High as d'angelo notes in a ghost

I rock her world from coast to coast

I get my paper, y'all just hate

I'm on the british south east coast mate

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

My insanity, profanity, my west coast mentality

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

I'm on the british south east coast mate