This is a song about "Land"

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Celebrate the very day that she get past

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Going to the southern land

If you ever feel alone and

Dry land , but its my fucking

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Say bye bye to her

Or land soft as a sweater

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

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

Land of the burgers and fries,

They getting nice, they got some ice