This is a song about "Why people moved to the west in the mid 1800s"

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

Im just a young buck trapped in the mind of a man in his mid 80's

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

My momma in tears as i moved to my grandmothers house,

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Eastside, take em to the west

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim

I'm the best in the west from california to maine

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

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

Ugh, here we go again, rapping in west sydney we bring the pain.

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

From the east to the west coast

But for long time i had gone cold