This is a song about "Gree4n bay packers"

Addicts attacking drug packers over crack beefs

Maybe i should buy some hundreds, wear some fucking skinny jeans

Yeah ain't that what the song say

Where the influences lay at bay,

But i'll hit you like tampa bay lightning struck

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

Like i'm a fan of the packers

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

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Beat you with hammers now face the heat of packers

Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

Stay calm we can hold these fears at bay

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

I've been in the bay for years,