This is a song about "Myrtle beach"

Love our conversation but it’s late right now

The footsteps on the beach are only his somehow.

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

I live on the beach these gurls outside bikini's in the street

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

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

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

Live on the beach,sunny outside kids playin n da heat

Just me and my two of my dudes, blue man crew

You fuckers hella fat, like whales imma bout to beach you

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

My flag has been seen from south beach out to vegas

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

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