This is a song about "British borders"

Crossin' the borders of exploitation,

"stay strong, keep your faith in god," what i told him

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

I'm a nation, war upon you, give me power, drop your borders, son!

You're right i'm in my british castle thinking,

Ricky is sitting, baba was sitting

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

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

Don't talk about it, walk around it, there's no breaking borders,

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

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Hard as mortars, guard the borders, hide the farmer daughters,