This is a song about "Grain"

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Id rather be a man, satisfied by a grain of rice

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

Repetitive competitive grain girding lanes, lined in arrays, lane to lane,

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

Don't go against the grain, or they'll make ya go insane,

Hold it down like lean and wood grain

Well, brenda's barely got a brain

But i receive hypnotherapy, my rain is a grain or pain pull my rhyme strain,

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain

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

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

What you think i flow for? y'all niggas is old dog

We gotta find that grain, before he gets away

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way