This is a song about "Wall on the beach"

I'm like the hot sand on the beach that ignites your feet

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Nigga be on the wall gettin nailed

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

Mirror mirror on the wall on the wall,

Written in blood on the wall

Didn't do a thing at all

On the beach of saint-tropez, but your man don’t lay

All my niggas rolling, and we bout that gun play

I can always go home and look down my street

Live on the beach,sunny outside kids playin n da heat

Just cruising on the beach with ya new found father,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir