This is a song about "British airways"

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

Suppress your airways with #scented #debris lungs full of #ganja #trees

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

I need some listerine, see your sister she musta been british,

And if i give it to you, don't you treat me like them bitches

I'm on the british south east coast mate

I don't mind if you niggas hate

My flow is like a british man, it's motherfuckin' peachy keen,

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

For repair i've mastered the airways spitting faster then sound waves

Bitch, i ball, ho, you lame, look at my laneys, switchin’ lanes