This is a song about "Kayne east"

East side till i die, brooklyn is my residence/

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

As the sun fin a be in the east bound

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

But now i'm on the east coast, west coast

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

In the middle east, only the poverty's afflicted

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

Mami told me son, hold your own

East with biggie and group home

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Middle east/ an arranged marriage , had not choice but to be/

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade