This is a song about "History of land"

Show me some happiness again, i'm going blindi spend my time in this cell, ain't living well

Needles in my alley history of murders and rapes,my area is old as hell

Just hustling you understand

The downfall of our free land

No mystery, you will be part of an insidious history

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

It's part of their master plan to brainwash half the land,

Flyest nigga in this bitch, and i don't even own no chain

Came from l.a. where they say is the land of the fame

We got stripes in my city, ain't none of my niggas yankees though

Cross the land deliver messages of love no embargo

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

It takes work and alot of dedication to make history,

Music and tabs of dixie land, take your luck with this rapper.

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her