This is a song about "Beach volley"

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature

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

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

I'm travelling with fallacies like tan chicks rep 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,

From vespucci beach, then i might resort to felony

Everybody watching while you touching real money

A grain of sand on the beach, a droplet in the ocean.

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin