This is a song about "Land"

Yeah, ready for whatever

Or land soft as a sweater

To ever land this rappad shit

The real muscle in the message of that

Handed down talent from the broke land

Two white cups and i got that drank

Corporations try to brainwash half the land,

I just write that right by a mic stand

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

And talking shit we gon' party all day

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

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

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

Hand and hand they fade away to another land