This is a song about "Our land been sold"

Handed down talent from the broke land

600 benz, condo six hundred grand

To ever land this rappad shit

We never tattle, let god handle that

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

Enough fucking atheist rappers to get a nun slapped

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

As i light one for ill will

You sold it to the devil

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

It's like sunshine on a rainy day

Cuz he was messing in no mans land

And bijies like im out and

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away