This is a song about "Land"

Got racks you don’t understand

My god made the sea and land

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

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

To ever land this rappad shit

Or never say never though i admit

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

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

Ha, okparty people doin' what i say

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

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