This is a song about "Land"

Dry land , but its my fucking

In my drawsring, ring, ring

That's the masterplan, to brainwash at least half the land,

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

So to tell the toys r us kids all across the land

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

These mindless spineless politicians brainwash half the land,

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

The downfall of our free land

Follow your heart you’ll make that fast

From ireland but i'll land, running

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening