This is a song about "Buying land"

Straight g thing, double m g thing

That's what they get for not buying

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Till i land in the land of flames and disbelievers of morals

You always say you wasn't ready for no man

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

I start to think it's all planned

The downfall of our free land

Going to the southern land

They could never understand

He's buying me leather

Ha! i'm more cleaver, clever

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last