This is a song about "Living by the coast"

Whats the point of living if were living to die,

Can't land little roller, i be keeping the fly

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

They're frozen and cold and smokin' the bowls of dope and then coast,

And then we'll be ghost

From the east to the west coast

More phillies than pete rose, i'm southern but on the east coast,

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

I'm just living trying to get by

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Opposite coast from the beast,

Once the message released

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Well the coast is clear so go coast to coast bitch and disappear

From the straight-up west coast where dre started the bottom

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun