This is a song about "British women"

School of the hard knocks with some british knights

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Baby you summertime fine, i'll let you get on top

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

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

We both teenagers with the same mind state

I'm on the british south east coast mate

So i banged for a minute

All my women fly as shit,

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one

And they only talk about women

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

But if i can't batter the women