Boy Sand is Back

[Verse 1]

In the place to be

The fall off be a waste to me

Don't think racially

I'm black belt to the eight degree

I feel safe, feel space irreplaceably

Oh well, now not the case

I'm all up in your face basically

In the place to go

All that rain, sleet, hale or snow

Is just H2O

It don't stop lock and load

So then I step up in the place

Rock and roll

I got a myriad of ways to glow

So much for the calm before the storm

Homie there she blows

This is the life that I have chosen

Its fun to be unstoppable

You ain't gotta contemplate

How I gеt down, it is not debate

I don't complain I am catching rays

Been that way since back in thе days

Colour ways I like to do brown and beige

Black and greys

My donut's cream-packed and glazed

Follow me no need for Google maps and Waze

[Verse 2]

In the place to live

All I ever wanted to do was be a Flinstone kid

No kiddin'

Guess the Homie's not the homie to clown

I don't worry where I put it but I'm pointing it down

Sitting pretty though I'm pretty profound

Ain't no maybe just for show in showing up unannounced

Can't always be in the shower

Ain't no telling where I'm heading but my head in the clouds