This is a song about "British girl"

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

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Got yo girl in the spot

Like a fiend off the best rock

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Give me dome, then let me skate

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

Been over seas more times than the british when

Who cut my power off? it’s time to move that powder soft

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

And he, what's his name, earl

You get paid for that girl

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

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,