This is a song about "I wanted to go to the service in the west"

Plays you the way you never wanted to

I just wanted to be at peace with you

Thrown in the cage with nowhere to go

Your last man was semi pro

So right before i sleep, dear god, what i'm askin

I walk in and the begin to go "oh no not him"

Give me a blue benz, red porsche, red range

Wanted the lord to rearrange

I’m from hoover man, high as superman, shit you lois lane

Ugh, here we go again, rapping in west sydney we bring the pain.

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

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

When i pull up in that candy range

The man who wanted to change

Stop it if you scared

I am the next kanye west