This is a song about "British prick"

I never crack i got that chap stick

A pin-prick, it makes me sick

So sit and shrink you stupid thick prick

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

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

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

School of the hard knocks with some british knights

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

I'm on the british south east coast mate

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Been over seas more times than the british when

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Our vision never changed, we self made

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

Iv beat you several times now stop tryna give it me prick