This is a song about "Bay city"

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

I could ever let another thought keep me at bay

Sharp like dagon, from the bay

I need money in a major way

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

I grew up in nola city,

I thought van-city was home

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

I make forty-some dollars a day

I'm done, put the anchor in the bay

Where the influences lay at bay,

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

She can't know where my mother stay

I bought them straight out the bay

News flash: concern in the city,

I delete they history