This is a song about "West tampa"

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Eastside, take em to the west

Don't give me any crap talk, there's a lot in excess, i might just travel west

Selling my assets, i'm so damn illegal that i need to be arrest

East coast to west coast all across the nation

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Aint no easy task cleaning up the wild west.

I already said im the best, yeah you guessed, fuck kanye west

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

Basic hoes? toss em out, can’t even get waffle house

We all need to grow up, don’t matter east, west, north, south

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

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

That's why i never claimed i was the best

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