This is a song about "Kayne west diss"

Im like nah im on that delonte west

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Eastside, take em to the west

That's why i never claimed i was the best

But for long time i had gone cold

From the east to the west coast

Half your body laying on my chest

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

It's like a quest, hard as bullets from wild west

Faking the be best saying you from the west

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

My insanity, profanity, my west coast mentality

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky