This is a song about "Mr west"

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

She better shed a couple tears when she come through

Mr coleman, i'm coming for you

See i can only love you when you undressed

My ego is big as kanye west,

I am the next kanye west

Niggas in the street scared

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

I already said im the best, yeah you guessed, fuck kanye west

It was just another party

Mr. prezy, where head be

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Eastside, take them to the west

Mr. lucifer, you're no fucking lucifer!

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her