This is a song about "Oogies land"

Look at our presidents, he's charming, but he's raping the land,

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Going to the southern land

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

She say all men treat her wrong way

But i dont never play

To a land far far away

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

These mindless spineless politicians brainwash half the land,

Hustlin' in each and every ghetto with a mic in my hand

Accidents happen when i got the mac in hand

That's the masterplan, to brainwash at least half the land,