This is a song about "Lalor east"

Born into deformity in east germany,

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

I ain't from the east but still i never sleep

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

From the east to the west coast

Where i from, it get cold

If i had on 'bama line

Dime east as if it were crime

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

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

See i can only love you when you undressed

You're the worse east to west need a a hundred vest

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

As the sun fin a be in the east bound

East side till i die, brooklyn is my residence/

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips