This is a song about "Land"

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

Look at our presidents, he's charming, but he's raping the land,

Going to the southern land

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Back in the motherfuckin bay

To a land far far away

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

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

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Best rapper in this entire land

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

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

Ill have their asses running back to candy land