This is a song about "West tampa"

And i still look less fresh than kanye west

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Baby that's how we do it in the west

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

I don't know what you heard about

Repping that west with knock out

East coast to west coast all across the nation

So if it comes down, may the best man win

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

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

Aint no easy task cleaning up the wild west.

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

My ego is big as kanye west,

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

From the east to the west coast

All this paper i fold