This is a song about "West"

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Eastside, take em to the west

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Repping that west with knock out

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Eastside, take them to the west

Cuz baby that's how we do it in the west

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Im like nah im on that delonte west

But i can only love you when you undressed

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

It's like a quest, hard as bullets from wild west

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

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

I'm the best in the west from california to maine

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain