This is a song about "Myrtle beach"

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

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

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

We can leave before midnight for sure

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

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

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

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

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

Ghostly man will kill me on the beach

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

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

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

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep