This is a song about "British"

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

I chase cheese i get it, nothing but cream i'm getting

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

I’m just a young nigga caught up in this rap business

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

British troops intervene

Caged, and the wonder is seen

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Been over seas more times than the british when

School of the hard knocks with some british knights

Stuntin' in some other jordan nines

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

I'm on the british south east coast mate

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight