This is a song about "Tropical beaches"

Right, now you say you don't care

White sand beaches everywhere

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

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

Hold me to the mic why im smoking on this tropical

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

What happened to the dreams of beaches with bitches?

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

That i burn up like miami beaches/

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

I got many chicks, blue and black penny kicks

Cold heart steady dreamin of tropical climates

Cause some of you bitches funny

Beaches of normandy.