This is a song about "No mans land war"

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

Pan handling ya mans cannabis then i'm vanishing,

I’m something like a fetus, i'm not quite kidding

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

Okay i’m lying, but i’m trying

They could never understand

My god made the sea and land

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

But my plan is to show you that i understand

Corporations try to brainwash half the land,

Rap giant, get your little locality smashed

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

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

The downfall of our free land

With such an ugly picture in it and