This is a song about "Coochie land"

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

But i ain't get to see you today

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

From ireland but i'll land, running

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

To a land far far away

For a perfect mother’s day

My god made the sea and land

Fighting with my weak hand

Best rapper in this entire land

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

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

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

So to tell the toys r us kids all across the land