This is a song about "Beer beaches"

Drinking skunky beer underneath the bleachers

Get your ass privileges with parking meters

Drinking a forty ounce beer

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Here's your nigga, come hear this year

Go over there right next to that empty beer

Where would i be without my dogs

Sandy beaches and starlight moonshine walks

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Father dude that wont put down the beer

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Beaches of normandy.

Strictly menace wear, making off a guinness beer

And i wonderwhere will i be next year