This is a song about "Bay city"

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

Yet it's funny coz i just can't keep the truth at bay

I grew up in nola city,

You was up thirty, now your down fifty

Just so i keep all your fears at bay

But i ain't get to see you today

Rack city bitch, rack, rack, city bitch [x3]

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Switch, a female dog with no raw, rich

Rack, rack, city bitch, city bitch

I pray that i’m in outer space, ufo fly away

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

When all hell breaks loose thats my city

They say nothings ever free

Where the influences lay at bay,

Then some lady named billie holiday