This is a song about "Skate life east lorain streets"

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Play this shit while you contemplate

The best to the least, west to the east, but he's the east coast,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

East with biggie and group home

Little latasha sho' grown

Fuck rules, skate life, rap, write, repeat twice

Before we see it's hard to live

Streets became home to me/ like a mother to be/ the streets

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

I'm dreaming to be great

Dgk all day but i don't skate

Unleash the street beast into the breeze, west or east,

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

Where every recipient, property of the state

There he goes on his face like a nigger can't skate.