This is a song about "British airways"

You're gonna flop like british hip hop, im a rap bot

The skin is thick, no need for leather, your father called

Been over seas more times than the british when

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Play this shit while you contemplate

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

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

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

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

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

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

British troops intervene

For thinking you clean