This is a song about "Danish"

Stick my middle fingers, what up.

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

I'm the best, even when i'm cynical

Boys oink like you in the middle

But they can join in shinning my groin and the crown

Callin' all cars, there's another man down

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Screw north west, i’m moving down to the south park, call me stan marsh/

Smoke a dutch before the session

I get special attention

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

When the rhyme itself starts getting old

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

New is new, don't compare to the precedent/