This is a song about "English fireplace"

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

His english was slurred so i didn't understand him fully.

It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Stay a steady pace, life is not the race. i smoke like a fireplace

And i'mma be honest she's the fliest here

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

Where did you learn english because i'm concerned,

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

He was very clever in english science and math