This is a song about "Land"

Or land soft as a sweater

Modu, he's ready for whatever

To a land far far away

Rub my back, then let me lay

My god made the sea and land

Cause i got the burner in the hand

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

Look at our presidents, he's charming, but he's raping the land,

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

Hand and hand they fade away to another land