This is a song about "Beach volley"

The money ain't running, it's standing still now

The footsteps on the beach are only his somehow.

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

So godly the way i volley your body,

I'm so pure, so sick it's no cure

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

A gateway to louder things like powdered speed soon outta reach

Hitting the mary jane and fucking ms. stacy on the beach

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

Politicians are getting back-hand bribes, sittin' on a damn beach,

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

Rollin with my dogs i'm chiefin' on some long beach

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

Ghostly man will kill me on the beach

Not cocky, that's just honest speech