This is a song about "Grain"

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

Sickle was used to cut out grain, tied into bundles and then carried away.

Couple of foreign cars that i ride, no top

Coming straight from the sands, i'm lost in a grain of thought

Not to mention wale is on the way

We gotta find that grain, before he gets away

I do it my way, mofuck' what ya'll say

We gotta find that grain, before he gets away

Want every single thing thats nice, so fuck your single grain of rice

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

And that you fly with the flock and that you stick to the grain

I'm going off the top of the brain

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

A grain of sand on the beach, a droplet in the ocean.