This is a song about "Beaches"

Beaches of normandy.

I came up hungry

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

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

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

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

They're tryin to say that i don't care

White sand beaches everywhere

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

That i burn up like miami beaches/

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

The tooth fairy blow me, swallow don't shit this

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

Sandy beaches and starlight moonshine walks