This is a song about "British girl"

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Why you gotta toy with my emotions, girl?

I said patience persistence got the world listening

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

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

And he, what's his name, earl

"eyeing every next girl..."

With an impending mixtape that only seems like a myth

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

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

I'm on the british south east coast mate

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

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

Lift her shirt them titties bezerk (damn girl)

After i saw his body, i swear i was gonna hurl