This is a song about "Jason shore"

East shore part emcee part sword

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

Outcast with a c dreams of smoking with pauly shore

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

I stuck flowers in the barrels sent sent them adrift from shore

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

They're guaranteed to search along the shore,

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

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