This is a song about "Land"

I'ma back em down like shaq with this black 2-2-3 in my hand

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

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

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Life is your only friend, one day you'll understand

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

From ireland but i'll land, running

Nah i ain't sprung or nothing

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

That's the masterplan, to brainwash at least half the land,

But my plan is to show you that i understand

If you didn't know i feel this way

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

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

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast