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