This is a song about "Land"

Land of the men and the brave,

This is no trial, this a closed case

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

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

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

The downfall of our free land

From ireland but i'll land, running

Go pop some pills or something

Dry land , but its my fucking

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

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

Going to the southern land

Two white cups and i got that drank