This is a song about "Land"

Corporations try to brainwash half the land,

Celebrate the very day that i get past

My god made the sea and land

I start to think it's all planned

We no longer close or nothing

Dry land , but its my fucking

Fighting with my weak hand

Going to the southern land

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

I'm everything that they call nice

Land of the burgers and fries,

I thought i recognized her

Or land soft as a sweater