This is a song about "No mans land ww1"

She ain't trippin off nuttin’ nobody else say

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

Huh, got to get better with time

Cross the land deliver messages of love no embargo

Before you know it, she wet enough to get drowned slow

Couldn’t adapt to naps, i wear caps

Can i kick camera mans in black vans

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Or land soft as a sweater

This what it sound like if i sent my dad letters

Rap away mans so the guys score the girls.

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

These mindless spineless politicians brainwash half the land,

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and