This is a song about "Land surveyinh"

I'm everything that they call nice

Land of the burgers and fries,

My god made the sea and land

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

These mindless spineless politicians brainwash half the land,

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

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

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

Apparently we're sharing this generic plot of blessed land,

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land