This is a song about "Open land no mans land"

From ireland but i'll land, running

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

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

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

These mindless spineless politicians brainwash half the land,

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

It's part of their master plan to brainwash half the land,

Ill have their asses running back to candy land

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Land of the men and the brave,

But i know i see better days