This is a song about "Land"

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

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

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

So to tell the toys r us kids all across the land

Dry land , but its my fucking

Get it girl, keep that motor running

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Land of the burgers and fries,

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Best rapper in this entire land

I’m coming back like light-skin and

Or land soft as a sweater

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her