This is a song about "Niggedr sand"

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

Breakin' my heart like glass, forgetting me like sand

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Crush your life to ashes and sand

The trees behind me don't do any better since they are all covered by sand

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

In the sand hes positioned, switching sitting from standing

Wear dem in da sand, wear dem in da snow,

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

At six i was making the girlies pants drop while i was playing in the motherfuckin' sand box

Hahaha, yothese felonies be like prophecies beggin me to stop

Hourglasses run low on sand, these neverendin clocks tick tock