This is a song about "Straight from the bay"

Threw 70 bands, bet 50 stacks, oh fuckin well

This carnival is straight from hell

I gotta make it even if heaven or hell

Im fresh like the water comin straight from a well

I bought them straight out the bay

Keep losing my way

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

From the straight-up west coast where dre started the bottom

I'm a son of a gun

I drink it straight from the carton

It's that crack, give you something to sell

This carnival is straight from hell

But more importantly taught me to pray

Where the influences lay at bay,