[Intro]
Toes in the water, ass in the sand
That’s the plan

[Verse]
Go to the beach without me, why don’t you?
I don’t like tripping with those people around me, I told you
So I play it off as tight financials, like high school
I know we’re not in high school, but didn’t tell the mushrooms
Several hypocrites, I smell the hints
Y’all gon’ find it like my older shit at 30 year reunions, 2046
Being solo rips like solstice until you lose the soul of it
The show is blown to bits and pieces
It’s nothing, what Polish is to Kremer
When I meet people and I say I rap, they don’t beliеve me
And if they do, thеy know a rapper
And he’s trash and I don’t want a feature
Homie you can tell all my peers I don’t know when I’m peaking
You can tell all my fears I’ve got a busy weekend
You can tell by my ears who I’m gon’ hit the beach with
AirBnBers, air’ll leave us speechless
We got sand on everything and don’t know how to clean it
I’m still a five star guest though
No need to be alarmed knee deep in the ocean
Most of my alarms are Perfecto
I feel like I’m watching Memento again for the twelfth time
I don’t need tattoos, I like my skin fine
Other mediums help me express mine
I don’t stand in line for coffee
Rather let adenosine depressurize
A quarter-life crisis has a lengthy ass half life
[Outro]
I’ve got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
Everything is to plan
Everything’s in the sand
I might go in the water and I might go in the sand, yeah