This is a song about "British colonialism"

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

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Early adapters agree they all late

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

I'm on the british south east coast mate

I'm standing on the field full of land mines

School of the hard knocks with some british knights

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

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

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

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