This is a song about "British tourism"

Im john lennon rapping, im the british white biggie

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

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

The proverbial lemonade that i made

I'm on the british south east coast mate

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

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

School of the hard knocks with some british knights

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Ain't better, you better rebel, smell cheddar and shells

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

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