This is a song about "Land"

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

Dry land , but its my fucking

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

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

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

Best rapper in this entire land

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Handed down talent from the broke land

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

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

Thinking of bliss and the good days

Land of the men and the brave,