This is a song about "Stomping land"

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Cuz he was messing in no mans land

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

Lord, forgive me, as a kid, i used to look at niggas jealous

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

And i can write a hook fast

Going to the southern land

Lit the scene by stomping squares like mj did in billie jean

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

Just to go to liv on a sunday

My god made the sea and land

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Sky high, iced out paradise

Land of the burgers and fries,