This is a song about "East vs west"

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

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

Shit ain’t better alone

East with biggie and group home

And then we'll be ghost

From the east to the west coast

Not from the north south east or west i'm the ish from

His flow on renegade, fucking awesome

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

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

Back to the cave to restart his flow. he look west to east on the

You're in the presence of a player, i'd rather be ya nigga

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I am the next kanye west