This is a song about "Own land"

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

Hand and hand they fade away to another land

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank

So to tell the toys r us kids all across the land

When you see the instant replay

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Dry land , but its my fucking

Get it girl, keep that motor running

And my feet are chained up to my own neck without ever touching this land

You always was a black queen, mamai finally understand

From ireland but i'll land, running

You passed out, bitch you ain't even listening

Cause even thugs get lonely, understand

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

Enforce, i'm elegant and

My god made the sea and land