This is a song about "Land"

600 benz, house six hundred grand

The downfall of our free land

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

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

Land of the burgers and fries,

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

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

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

You see em gettin it then you get it, pardon my hand

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

Handed down talent from the broke land

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

My god made the sea and land

He’s comin', that's what these hoes say

Let's land in the land where the famous stay