This is a song about "The bahamas"

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

And ya'll don't know no beef

As the tao converted the thief

As the king upon the throne

So don't follow me home

Down the street to the car,

I don’t care where ya are

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Here's the answer and the antidote: