This is a song about "West coast parlae"

Im out ready to jet i'll meet you up coast

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

More phillies than pete rose, i'm southern but on the east coast,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

East coast to west coast all across the nation

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

That west coast schedule, don't hate on us bluntin'

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

From the big big city nyc not a west coast potpouuri suburb

Scratch that, in fact ask the whole entire east coast!

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

Eastside, take them to the west

That's why i never claimed i was the best

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

I am not no homophobe, good thing i don't read the post