This is a song about "Straight out of the bay"

Straight out my mind, and down through the keys.

We can make more, make babies

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

Which gave me the opportunity of standing out straight on my feet above others

That the richest of celebs can't even think straight

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

I've been in the bay for years,

Thug shit, i keep a beamed out fifth

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

I'm done, put the anchor in the bay

Straight into the coffin with the fucking lot of you

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

I swear i'm coming back one day

Where the influences lay at bay,

I was raised this way

I bought them straight out the bay