This is a song about "A plains indian on the europeans invading their land"

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

A warrior, so instead i bask in the land of champions

State building i like to see it when you land on that fire hydrant i'm the highest

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

It's not done for a simple test to see who can conquer land the best

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

And feel the warmth on their foreheads though a storm soon will come

These other rap niggas should never be a problem

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Corporations try to brainwash half the land,

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

Nigga want beef we can take it outside

And with any luck i'll make it land on a spike

She say she fucking with me the long way

Let's land in the land where the famous stay