This is a song about "British tourism changign"

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

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

British troops intervene

Man this life is but a dream

I'm on the british south east coast mate

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

As i seenobody cares about my history

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Cocktails, fuckin' toss one in your apartment dog

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