This is a song about "Hawke s bay"

I could ever let another thought keep me at bay

I'm takin off first, this g6 is on it's way

Bad, just like an 80's car

You get close but no cigar

S queezys very bold

But for long time i had gone cold

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

As i wait till its late at the dock by the bay

And i didn't know what condescending meant till yesterday

But i'll hit you like tampa bay lightning struck

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

So here i am at the store for some chips

I've been in the bay for years,