This is a song about "Land"

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

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

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

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

From ireland but i'll land, running

Niggas dying like its nothing

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

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

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

It's part of their master plan to brainwash half the land,

Or land soft as a sweater

Ha! i'm more cleaver, clever

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Corporations try to brainwash half the land,