This is a song about "West coast classics"

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

When we're done we'll sit back, hip-hop release the classics,

Opposite coast from the beast,

No longer with us; he's deceased

From the straight-up west coast where dre started the bottom

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

Close/ your chapter of so-called "track classics"

West coast niggas got more roots than a orange tree,

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Coast of martha's vineyard drinking hennessy

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

Eastside, take em to the west