This is a song about "When i land"

I’m in the air and can’t reach the bridge, before i land imma give ma last words

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Or land soft as a sweater

My records sell, yes sir

When miles davis cuttin lose with the band

Time for me to just stand up, and travel new land+

That'll drive a man, out his ghetto into an unknown land, but i got into a jam

A proper introduction is necessary when your shit is legendary, man

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Dont get me wrong i love the land that we made

Cuz he was messing in no mans land

Yeah talking boutbad bitch,good weed,purple drank