This is a song about "Sand niggers"

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

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

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

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

Damn shame niggers in my crew can't bang

You gotta understand man

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

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

Breakin' my heart like glass, forgetting me like sand

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

Back at me~ underlines the divine decline as the sand