This is a song about "Sand"

Your girl said she wanted to play in my sand

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

And if it goes my way it will all disappear into the sand

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

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

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

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

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

Grinding their careers into a pulp with sand paper

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

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

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

Me and you sink in deeper sand

I can feel your heart beating fast