This is a song about "To the beacha"

To the rigors of the industry

Took my heart away from money

Your fate equates to stormin the

That's gettin' oldplus with tha drama

I'm the kerosene to the fire a fucking pin to the tire

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

The door to the world, and the box to my cock

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Down the street to the car,

That gyal want mi ride har

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

That reminds the blind to dress to the nines head to toe

From the bench to the ball

Didn't do a thing at all

This is how she want to live

And to add to the drama your rhymes