This is a song about "East saint louos"

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

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

To be confident in my lyrics or no one will saint

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

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day

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

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

I'm a blessing but no i ain't a saint

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

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

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

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

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

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