This is a song about "Land"

Going to the southern land

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Then some lady named billie holiday

Dry land , but its my fucking

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

To a land far far away

If you out there let me hear you say

Celebrate the very day that i get past

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

Hey, i get bored so fast that they won’t last

The downfall of our free land

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Handed down talent from the broke land