This is a song about "Land"

Handed down talent from the broke land

If you ever feel alone and

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

From ireland but i'll land, running

My god made the sea and land

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

To ever land this rappad shit

I put some cash in ya pocket

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

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

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

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

Let's land in the land where the famous stay