This is a song about "West side crips"

Neither black nor white

Because god's on my side

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Optimism - wishin' make you too content

Faking the be best saying you from the west

Slobs on floor, now da crips on the rise

What we gotta do to survive

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

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Cuz baby that's how we do it in the west

I can only love you when you’re undressed

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Im like nah im on that delonte west

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

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