This is a song about "Sand ninjas"

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

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

You motherfucker have to throw some of your pride in the motherfucken sand

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

Hot like florida sand bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

I'm like the hot sand on the beach that ignites your feet

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

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

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

From out of nowhere

White sand beaches everywhere

Breakin' my heart like glass, forgetting me like sand

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

I feel the sand on my feet