This is a song about "Bay area"

I'm done, put the anchor in the bay

Can't flex i hit the blunt more than once a day

Ha, running rebel on another level

New to the area, see me on arrival

Fake based in the area

I try to tell them i'm one of the

I can pass out many scantrons, fail many students

Now politicians love the area, they make fat statements,

Do it fast or your plane's gonna crash, smashed by the bay

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

Chill with my crew on blacc friday

Just so i keep all your fears at bay

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

No one can find me. i can fish for food in this bay.

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

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday