This is a song about "East saint louis"

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

Look, just remember how that winning taste

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

He appreciates your support

East shore part emcee part sword

Y'all mario brothers, i'm metal gear

Going to east nexy year

Pretend to the judge that you were a saint

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

I'm on the british south east coast mate

The proverbial lemonade that i made

Tried to be a saint once,

As she goes through the levels

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

I'm a saint you ain't gonna step up