This is a song about "Stomping land"

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

The downfall of our free land

From ireland but i'll land, running

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

I am much better

Or land soft as a sweater

And talking shit we gon' party all day

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Still stomping the chumps when they mouths get to talking that stuff

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

Best rapper in this entire land

No sweat like a headband

Going to the southern land

Threw it down in anger, stomping down

It is breaking me down, no more friend around