This is a song about "Defeat france and russia"

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

I'm the king of england france was getting old,

Masterbigt i'ma say fuck you cause you were always a defeat

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Try and beat me can't defeat "why?" i repeat:

Just the perfect time, just to master mine

Her nose is whiter than russia in the winter time

I can always go home and look down my street

On your own words and feet, saying that you could defeat

Wage war with me you will face defeat

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

So drop to your knees and come and cop to defeat

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Ben's left in the dust wallowin in defeat

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need