This is a song about "West brom"

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

Y'all should follow me, cause i'll be the next kanye west.

Now this rap is influenced from west, east and grime

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

Eastside, take em to the west

Life has put her to the test

Half your body laying on my chest

I am the next kanye west

Do whatever it takes to resist the temptationbrenda got herself a boyfriend

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, i might just travel west

From the east to the west coast

Is a space that now you hold

Now you stuck up in my mothafucking basement all bloody

My insanity, profanity, my west coast mentality

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

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