This is a song about "Land"

Or land soft as a sweater

Baby, you know who you are

To a land far far away

Back in the motherfuckin bay

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

Never gon' see the day that i ain't got the upper hand

These mindless spineless politicians brainwash half the land,

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

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

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

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

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

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Land of the burgers and fries,

Keep me a bitch with some sexy thighs