This is a song about "Land"

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

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Or land soft as a sweater

Well, maybe not forever

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

And getting money is the song i sing

Dry land , but its my fucking

Land of the burgers and fries,

An ipod mind to you walkman guys

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

That's relayed to try and simply brainwash half the land,

Cuz he was messing in no mans land

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

Two white cups and i got that drank

Going to the southern land