This is a song about "Kinetic sand"

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Grinding their careers into a pulp with sand paper

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Hot like florida sand bitch

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

Hourglasses run low on sand, these neverendin clocks tick tock

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Forever hop cause it don't stop... on my block

Givin back the sand til we center rock

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

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

Layin on his chest in the sand time forgotten on the dash.