This is a song about "No mans land ww1"

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

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Handed down talent from the broke land

With such an ugly picture in it and

They could never understand

My god made the sea and land

I work hard for everything i get

To ever land this rappad shit

Mans heavy from deadly machetes

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

The downfall of our free land

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Pan handling ya mans cannabis then i'm vanishing,

Good evening, uhm, everybody listening

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and