This is a song about "Land"

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

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

From ireland but i'll land, running

And my only fear's a wedding ring

I just write that right by a mic stand

Handed down talent from the broke land

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Or land soft as a sweater

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Cause it's friday, it's blacc friday

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

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and