This is a song about "No mans land"

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Your wife's opened a new store, store's got a new mans cones,

Best rapper in this entire land

Enforce, i'm elegant and

I welcome with my handsand the red sun sinks at last

Apparently we're sharing this generic plot of blessed land,

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Cross the land deliver messages of love no embargo

And do it, for security, we gon’ make a pit a flow

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Sit the fuck down and enjoy this mans deepest confessions.

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream

From ireland but i'll land, running

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring