This is a song about "Bay"

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

I got the cookie-cutter, mami the pepper spray

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

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

Just a little sprung but don't call me on your period

You have fucked with a west coast bay area cali kid

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Im born in the bay so these fish need to chill

Or go to sleep, or youll have a dream where youre drowning in the bay

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

But i'll hit you like tampa bay lightning struck

Straight from my bombers bay

I have so much to say

See i came a long way, that's living the wrong way

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