This is a song about "West coast freestyle"

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

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

I rock her world from coast to coast

But for long time i had gone cold

You have fucked with a west coast bay area cali kid

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

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

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Appalachia and the row homes in the northeast coast,

The best to the least, west to the east, but he's the east coast,

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Eastside, take them to the west

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

And be the last nigga left, then i'll be ghost

Like east is to side, and west is to coast