This is a song about "Summer holiday at the beach"

I'm crazy as a ouija board, at a vacated beach resort,

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

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

Grab some friends start playing footy on the beach

Lighting reef up like it’s god damn the holiday season..

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

In the heat of the summer,

Huh, i can't interpret her

Head to the beach and try to sink

Kod a couple fifties like a precinct

Mr. i-don't-give-a-fuck-about-you what they callin' him

A grain of sand on the beach, a droplet in the ocean.

Late nights and early flights, rushing right now

The footsteps on the beach are only his somehow.