This is a song about "Green bay"

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Sharp like dagon, from the bay

Stay calm we can hold these fears at bay

From a couple feet awaybut stay away

I got a dollar and a dream

I dream of makin green/

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

Take this dick while i'm swallow moscato got her freaky, hey

And it rules everything around them

So, i begin to sip on mountain bay gay rum

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut

But i'll hit you like tampa bay lightning struck

They burn on every block

Bout that green like baby bop

Where the influences lay at bay,

Got problems, what? i can't say