This is a song about "Summer and going to the beach"

College girl going wild, we gonna need a camera man

Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Then maybe have a couple babies live in a little house by the beach and

The former, position of a pimp

Head to the beach and try to sink

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

I want to hit the beach, she wants the spanish civil war museum

Call me cocky i love it, baby father a sucker

Used to run the streets but now i'm runnin' every summer/

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

Going to the beach, hope i don't get bit by a shark

And we try to keep going

Why not me the same thing

I told you i'm a beast so on this this rap i'll teach

And it's like, finding a kit-kat in a sand dune, at the beach