This is a song about "West s"

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

After the east and west bull shit escalate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

But i can only love you when you undressed

Aint no easy task cleaning up the wild west.

Well if its phony your only cause i can get you ins

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

My g"s have been handcuffed,

If you ever feel alone and

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane