This is a song about "Sand niggers"

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Your girl said she wanted to play in my sand

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

I just finished digging your tomb in the motherfucken sand

My squad, holler the loudest, y'all niggers childish

So here i am at the store for some chips

Like the sand in a hourglass

And when it come to the cash

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

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

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

Me and you sink in deeper 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

Except the niggers and the women and the whites who aren't regal

The root of all evil, is sorta like the roots new sequel