This is a song about "East sac niggas"

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

I'll terrorize the cul-de-sac, rappers, i ain't holding back,

I'd hate to see the seeds she created, and so we wait

After the east and west bull shit escalate

Dime east as if it were crime

It was just fate cause it wasn't my time

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Like east is to side, and west is to coast

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie

I go in like rickey henderson traveling on a sac fly

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

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

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

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep