This is a song about "Tomorrow land"

Let's land in the land where the famous stay

I spend it make it right back on a monday

Tomorrow never cried, the days of our lives

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Not a drink -- two chicks that flip acid fast

Handed down talent from the broke land

Probably wouldnt give a fuck today or tomorrow

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

Best rapper in this entire land

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

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

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups