This is a song about "East side is the best"

Life has put her to the test

Yo that bitch think he is the best

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

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

I'm on the british south east coast mate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

I gotta be the best, this side the pacific

45 always tucked in the side

Don't worry just done get inside

Couple white boys out repping for the east

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Bottled water is the best way to be

Knowing you can no longer party

Who think that swearing is the best weapon.

But that’s just life, where i’m from