This is a song about "Land"

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

Till i land in the land of flames and disbelievers of morals

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

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

Or land soft as a sweater

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Round my motherfuckin way

To a land far far away

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

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

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

Got racks you don’t understand

Going to the southern land