This is a song about "Pauly 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

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

With less people liking you than a pauly shore party

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

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

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

Hes a bellend in the nation, thats got a very poor bank account situation,cant afford to

I was flooded through the fucking swimming pool now that i am washed up to shore i am killing you

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

They're guaranteed to search along the shore,

But who needs a heart anymore when you can rest in shore that it'll only be broken

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one