This is a song about "British tourism changing for better or worse"

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Worse still, i kill beats just for pleasure/

But i'll do it first for the better or worse

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors

We gotta get back to what really matters

Times have changed but for the better or worse?

Until the day i put 100k inside her purse

Ive seen better but ive been through worse,

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

I dont whats worse the trolls, the spammers or the lyrical slackers/

Married to the devil, for better or worse

Part of me though, is searching for answers

I know it can't get no worse than police or beneath.

But you ain't never pleased, maybe you should leave

Relax, take ya coat off, and let me getcha name

Don't be tame or you'll get fucked up worse than hussein