This is a song about "Sand nigga"

Hot like florida sand bitch

Yeah, we get this cabbage

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him

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

Back at me~ underlines the divine decline as the sand

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Grinding their careers into a pulp with sand paper

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Breakin' my heart like glass, forgetting me like sand

Celebrate the very day that she get past

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Your girl said she wanted to play in my sand

Like the sand in a hourglass

Bring your pen and your weed stash