This is a song about "East india comedy"

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

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

East with biggie and group home

Now i'm in the zone

On top dubia, india. stop to buy india

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

The best to the least, west to the east, but he's the east coast,

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

From the east to the west coast

And then we'll be ghost

On the couch with my homies, watching comedy central with a cold soda

Your fucking mouth and listen to what im talking about because my life is like a

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

I had to make a difference on rap, not comedy. i have to admit honestly,

Or who f*ckin' on who, need a pap smear

Going to east nexy year