This is a song about "The hudson bay"

Like a male version of lauryn hill

Im born in the bay so these fish need to chill

Sharp like dagon, from the bay

As: other plans got in the way

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Out of this word play? ... no! i'ma dump your body in the bay.

I'm done, put the anchor in the bay

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

So, i begin to sip on mountain bay gay rum

Who endorse them, should pull the plug and stick a fork in them

The home of marvin gaye, that's all i gotta say

No one can find me. i can fish for food in this bay.

You have fucked with a west coast bay area cali kid

The little engine that could, this little nigga is good

Shine up on your soul to keep you safeand all the homies that done passed away

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