This is a song about "Daytona beach"

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Just cruising on the beach with ya new found father,

But more importantly taught me to pray

On the beach of saint-tropez, but your man don’t lay

Like this rotten candy beat with biggie smalls speech

Hitting the mary jane and fucking ms. stacy on the beach

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

Riding through palm beach, damn this is a harsh tour.

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

I'm travelling with fallacies like tan chicks rep the beach

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

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,