This is a song about "Beer beaches gurls"

Strictly menace wear, making off a guinness beer

Usually defecation, now i'm pissing in your ear

Beaches of normandy.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

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

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

Sandy beaches and starlight moonshine walks

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

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

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Too bad, that's the beer talking

Catch you up on places i've been

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

Amir better be up in here cuz hes gotta buy the beer,