This is a song about "Land"

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Till i land in the land of flames and disbelievers of morals

The downfall of our free land

Fighting with my weak hand

From ireland but i'll land, running

But he don't rule a thing

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

I got weed, hash; when i breeze past, breathe fast

Handed down talent from the broke land

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

That's relayed to try and simply brainwash half the land,

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank