This is a song about "East saint louos"

I'm seeing things that's being mean making me sick

Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint nick,

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Tried to be a saint once,

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

Now this rap is influenced from west, east and grime

On the beach of saint-tropez, but your man don’t lay

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

East shore part emcee part sword

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Born into deformity in east germany,