This is a song about "Coffee and beach"

Phone in his hand, coffee in his spleen.

Through the years tryin to stack a little green

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

Then we light a fire and have some drinks on the beach

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Coffee brown as the bosom i flew in on

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,

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

I got crunk off a straight black coffee

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

Ghostly man will kill me on the beach

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

I live on the beach haters outside and they playin wit they heat