This is a song about "Hawke s bay"

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

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

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

When we fuck she say

Straight from my bombers bay

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

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

I've been in the bay for years,

They say he the key to my blessings

Where the influences lay at bay,

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

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