This is a song about "East coast"

My insanity, profanity, my west coast mentality

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

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

So here's a toast to the east coast run / kobe gonna take the trophy easy son

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Im out ready to jet i'll meet you up coast

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

To make karma come faster than she normally will

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

And nigga you ain't from the east coast, even if you are

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

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

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

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

Couple white boys out repping for the east

No longer with us; he's deceased