This is a song about "Straight off the coast from mozambique"

God bless the dead

Drinking straight from the keg

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

This is straight pure raw hip hop, off the block,

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

After every show, a dream she hold

Turned himself in, i had to find that dumb

I drink it straight from the carton

Comin straight off the top, pussy like rice krispies

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

Huhhuhhuhhuhumy double r proves i’ma big rap star

And nigga you ain't from the east coast, even if you are