The beach is a good place to pick up girls
Because you can really see what you're getting
Most beaches are of chicks
And they're-and they're-and they're-and they're-

Thirteen in foster care
I was stealing iPods for tops to wear (little bitch)
Clingy like hell to my besties
Acting all grown and sexy
I was wrong for that
Wasting money on pills
My mother couldn't even pay off the phone bills
Fourteen, hit like a brick
Ended up living at the motel 6 (6)

Sixteen, I was feeling real mean
I shoulda stayed home and help mama clean
But I was being a fiend, snorting coke with the rich girls
Thinking I could make it happen in the rich world
Late nights, I cam on everything
Met my idols, recorded a demo thing
First time spitting rhymes in Loubs
Now its the only thing I find time to do

Eighteen, I'm free to just do me
But now my best friend's locked up down in OC
Went from a gram of weed to Ozs
Snorting this shit can get so lonely

Nineteen, when I dropped big juicy
Traveled around and let the whole world use me
The night before, I bounced back up
Lookin' back now, it makes me crack up

3 years later, with bubble and sparks
Thanks for the love, with all my heart
I don't wanna go yet
But I gotta say: See ya!
Yeah, this song's for Ayesha