This is a song about "Jessie hay"

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

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

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Hay yo little kid sorry for interruption complete on watching winny

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

Its way different ma you see em passin' out bars

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

See. they say i'm a wannabe forget that i'm a gonna be. say hay

For us to find our way

Before i hit the hay.

Zig zaggin' through the freeway: race me nigga!in a high speed chase with the law

Plain ignored, gave your cost as a raise to all, hay was made, face and jaw