This is a song about "Geordie shore"

Your lucky i don't kill you and drop you off at the shore,

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

Shore you got drive, don't turn fake on they ass

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

I just realized all i was doing was running along the shore!

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Demons in my dreams, i keep seeing my body wash up on a shore

They're guaranteed to search along the shore,

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

Leaving you on the shore primetime if you sharks dare to bite

More money to count, yeah you know i’m gettin' right

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

About how you sold out to the norm like a whore on the jersey shore

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see