This is a song about "Tropical beaches"

Hold me to the mic why im smoking on this tropical

What can you tickle that can make a dinosaur giggle

White sand beaches everywhere

O.g. nikes, my shoes so rare

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

So i catch him stretchin', have him guessin' where his cracker throat

Decode the code of simone were the beaches waves erode

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Cold heart steady dreamin of tropical climates

Stupid leeches, while y'all critics, politicians on beaches,

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love