This is a song about "Land"

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

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

To ever land this rappad shit

I put that nigga in his casket

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

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

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

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

My parents went away on a week's vacation and