This is a song about "Beaches"

We living good all of us, we winning, that's obvious

Stupid leeches, while y'all critics, politicians on beaches,

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Sandy beaches and starlight moonshine walks

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

That i burn up like miami beaches/

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

Dc, man over money

Beaches of normandy.

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

White sand beaches everywhere

And really don't matter unless y'all coming with

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?