This is a song about "Land"

She gon’ ride this dick, i had a long day

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

If you ever feel alone and

Cuz he was messing in no mans land

From ireland but i'll land, running

Comme des garcons, roam like it ain't nothing

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

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

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

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

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

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

But the plan is to show you that i understand