This is a song about "The wild west"

We in the field building muscle while you watch the house

But i'm big on the west like i'm big in the south

Seen at school, remember the wild mammals?

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

The west coast too, e-40 and them made the hardest music,

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

I ain't from the west but i still pack a teflon vest

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

With such an ugly picture in it and

I'm always sunny, wild card bitch, in the hunt

Baby that's how we do it in the west

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

But they still got them nice emcees from the west,

From the east to the west coast

Time to get her bags get ghost