This is a song about "Tampa bay bucs"

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

But i'll hit you like tampa bay lightning struck

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

Yet it's funny coz i just can't keep the truth at bay

For a perfect mother’s day

Where the influences lay at bay,

I'mma do the right thing though, take shock anyway

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

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Or go to sleep, or youll have a dream where youre drowning in the bay

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

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

Find whatever it is you need/ from the bomb bay car fucking hoes on main/

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

To throw it all away

I bought them straight out the bay