This is a song about "West yorkshire"

West side, zone 1, who want the anna?

Now look at killa, you gon' watch santana

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

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

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

Ain't have to see-saw, i'm already scared

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

But they still got them nice emcees from the west,

I am the next kanye west

Hold up yea we the best

One parent above, the other live scared

Y'all should follow me, cause i'll be the next kanye west.

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

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

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

That west coast schedule, don't hate on us bluntin'