This is a song about "Landforms of canada"

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Out of this coviction of feelings

Beaches of normandy.

It ain't hard to make money

Out of mind out of sight

Halfback toss to right

Of which im not exactly proud of,

I ain't used to it, she got that hot love

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

Couple of shots and a glass of wine.

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

And it rules everything around them

Canada is where we made it from

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Most of y'all drop quick cause of impatience,