This is a song about "Flamingo land"

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

The faker they shakin' my hand

Going to the southern land

Best rapper in this entire land

Unify them, mob through, take over and

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

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

To a land far far away

So they taught me to spray

Corporations try to brainwash half the land,

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

To ever land this rappad shit

Or let the mob handle that

Handed down talent from the broke land

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank