This is a song about "Cypress bay"

You know what? nigga, it's blacc friday

I bought them straight out the bay

I'm like b real cos my hill is cypress

And when we on the road, bitches follow the tour bus

6 months, right back on the damn block anyway

Just so i keep all your fears at bay

I'm done, put the anchor in the bay

I want to feel her in every way

Stay calm we can hold these fears at bay

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

So, i begin to sip on mountain bay gay rum

She never ready to go so she forever come

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

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

Im im on tha way

Sharp like dagon, from the bay