This is a song about "Hay bales"

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Sitting in the hay while i'm watching all the stars

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Hay yo kid, you think you're capable of challenging randy?

Either way, at the end of the day, i drown you in hay,

Me and my homies, kick it like everyday

Then some lady named billie holiday

We are all just needles in the hay.