This is a song about "No mans land"

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Mans heavy from deadly machetes

I'm from the tin shacks where mishaps get fixed fast

Cuz he was messing in no mans land

To a land far far away

All up under the covers day

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

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

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

These mindless spineless politicians brainwash half the land,

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

Cross the land deliver messages of love no embargo

The downfall of our free land

Miami nights, made a couple grand