This is a song about "Sand dunes"

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Your girl said she wanted to play in my sand

Trip, and then you never snitch

Hot like florida sand bitch

Scare 'em to death, and caught them motherfuckers dampoh shit, 2pacalypse is back and strapped

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

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

Hourglasses run low on sand, these neverendin clocks tick tock

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

Like writing the answers to the universe in the underwater sand.

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

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

Centered locked in court, sand isn't it in your anger

Snortin' coke pattern misfit'll hit mick jagger