This is a song about "Hay bales"

Move like i’m walking with an open case

When i say "hay" i expect you to wave,

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

I’m kickin’, pimpin’, like liu kang, my coupe smokin’ like friday

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

But hay-girl, will you be my playgirl? lemme give ya a facial,

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

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

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Cant smoke more weed than us we smoke dope like big bales of hay