This is a song about "Oakland bay area music"

Where the influences lay at bay,

She can't know where my mother stay

Im on the defending area and ur offense screwed

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

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

Cause its just us two, i'm from east oakland we don't play around or else you'll be

I bought them straight out the bay

Momma say, you making me lose pay

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh

Pistols and fines, witness the lines of grey in the moral area

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

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

I love the area and all that it do for me

I bet they thought they'd never see a big gone good

You have fucked with a west coast bay area cali kid