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

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

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

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

Bottled water is the best way to be

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

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

Like whenever i look up, i'm expecting the light

What, is it served fresh with fries and a coke on the side?

East side till i die, brooklyn is my residence/

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

I gotta be the best, this side the pacific

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

If this is the best he writes

I'm on the british south east coast mate

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate