This is a song about "Tampa bay rays"

I'm done, put the anchor in the bay

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

From tampa all the way to alabama,you can hear them donks trunks slamming

Niggas hiding behind that screen like some rays: gamma

Now applaud the capo, zeke and santana

Love the game though this is coming from a different place

Forgettin' 'bout my grades while i'm soakin' up some rays

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

Watch them get they monica on all day

That he felt when he dealt with the physiological phase

And plus hip-hop is dying, so my raps are like the laser rays,

Forgettin' 'bout my grades while i'm soakin' up some rays

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

My wordplay blaze with the rays of ultra violence