This is a song about "Beach days"

And we gon' take it do max but i don't know screech

I'm travelling with fallacies like tan chicks rep the beach

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

I'm like the hot sand on the beach that ignites your feet

Just cruising on the beach with ya new found father,

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

Head to the beach and try to sink

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Another magic spectacle, illusions for days,

This is no trial, this a closed case

I could see the better days

We had some super duper days

Left brain, super 3, creator ace

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

Riding through palm beach, damn this is a harsh tour.