This is a song about "The beach"

Ghostly man will kill me on the beach

Not cocky, that's just honest speech

Shouldn't have to turn my words into objects just to make a figure of speech

Hitting the mary jane and fucking ms. stacy on the beach

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

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

The footsteps on the beach are only his somehow.

It was hilarious, well it ain't fucking funny now

I live on the beach and these kids outside and they playin n da heat

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

I live on the beach the haters outside an they playin with they heat

Dont look at this as a preech .. look at it as a speech/

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