This is a song about "Land forms"

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Corporations try to brainwash half the land,

Handed down talent from the broke land

For 5 grand, with intentions to expand

You stood me up and i understand

Going to the southern land

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

Just think of all the people that you knew in the past

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

And getting money is the song i sing

Dry land , but its my fucking

You never tire, might as well as inspire

Curse all art forms thinking its the right kinda style