This is a song about "Oogies land"

But i ain't listening

Dry land , but its my fucking

Kill him where he stand and stand over him, shake his hand

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

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

To a land far far away

Rub my back, then let me lay

Land of the burgers and fries,

She's flawless like some uncut ice

Land of the men and the brave,

Yeah hail mary full of grace

The downfall of our free land

That we can't forget the past

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Hand and hand they fade away to another land