This is a song about "Land"

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Dry land , but its my fucking

Land of the burgers and fries,

Sky high, iced out paradise

Going to the southern land

That we can't forget the past

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

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

Best rapper in this entire land

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

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

K'naan and wale got money in the bank

Handed down talent from the broke land