This is a song about "British forts"

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Then i wait for them days to turn good again

Been over seas more times than the british when

British troops intervene

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

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

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

And commonsense tells me i'm a british citizen n fuck politics

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Ahhhh, shitwe gonna taste the powerwe started the thug trend

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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