This is a song about "Dreamworld"

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

Best rapper in this entire land

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

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

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

And i need this forever

Or land soft as a sweater

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

I understand, i'm back by popular demand

That's relayed to try and simply brainwash half the land,

Dry land , but its my fucking

Wait, now it's about eight something

Handed down talent from the broke land

Miami nights, made a couple grand