This is a song about "Sand storm"

I'm love stoned and i could swear

White sand beaches everywhere

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

But seem to forget they're already trapped in the sand

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

You prolly wouldnt see dis much ice in a hail storm.

The will call me messiah i will take the world by storm

And these woman is loving the way that i perform

Testing bombs, you really think it's different from desert storm?

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

I'll storm down blundering muttering "recovery"

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

Lightning flashes before the storm/

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Givin back the sand til we center rock