This is a song about "British politics"

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

Ghetto politics, get money, spend it on the leathers all,

Been over seas more times than the british when

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

How do you feel about politics both great candidates it must be hard to pick,

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Im still here but i can't skate

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Wish i could shed all these tears

Brining my own politics

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,