This is a song about "Land"

Nigga fuck your role model bitch, i'm my own idol and

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

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Handed down talent from the broke land

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

Apparently we're sharing this generic plot of blessed land,

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

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

My god made the sea and land

They could never understand

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

Say she like my style but i talk too fast