This is a song about "West philadelphia"

Baby that's how we do it in the west

I can only love you when you’re undressed

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

My insanity, profanity, my west coast mentality

But they still got them nice emcees from the west,

I skated all day, i just need some rest, i'm depressed

I am the next kanye west

Hold my tears i tried my best

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

Riding with the chopper, like it's my friend

You're the worse east to west need a a hundred vest

Bitch niggas be afraid to speakwe the last ones left

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

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

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed