This is a song about "The beach"

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinis in the street

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

Me and you at the beach on a bright and sunny day

I live on the beach gurls outside bikinies in the street

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

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

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

Walked up and started to creep behind her, you reached within her reach

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

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

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

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

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Grab some friends start playing footy on the beach

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