This is a song about "Kyle thompson east"

Couple white boys out repping for the east

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

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

Those streets are like frontline warzones like the middle east,

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

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

After the east and west bull shit escalate

That girl’s an alien and if i die before i wake

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,

You're the corner stone

East with biggie and group home

Reality of my life rise on the east with stars i align

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

East side till i die, brooklyn is my residence/