This is a song about "B the bay area"

B-b-back to the #future making bread out of #toast,

And i drop top off in a hot cold

I'm done, put the anchor in the bay

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Out of this word play? ... no! i'ma dump your body in the bay.

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

As i wait till its late at the dock by the bay

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

New to the area, see me on arrival

I'm stuck in triangles, looking for my angel

Im on the defending area and ur offense screwed

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

B-lo's got the back of me

She going to borrow some money