This is a song about "Land"

Or land soft as a sweater

Said when i do dirt wit her

Handed down talent from the broke land

I start to think it's all planned

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

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

Cuz he was messing in no mans land

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

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

From ireland but i'll land, running

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Going to the southern land

Fighting with my weak hand