This is a song about "Good times at the beach"

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

Let the good times roll with my allies, bangin' out with italians, wise guys,

He would end up getting shot upnow i could not walk away

Me and you at the beach on a bright and sunny day

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

The journey unkind , at times , confined , desperation combined , with the fact i

Got me feeling like j.j. on good times

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

Ghostly man will kill me on the beach

Lunch times at school, the closest bet like wayne in this phrase/

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face

A bunch of senseless bullshit, we don't get days on the beach,

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

Treat a broad outside like i got five thou when i'm out y'all know i don't reach

Erosion flow from the ocean, so i'm posting up on a beach