This is a song about "English rap"

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

Just ya picture though, you still taped in a lake

I'm cruising through this smooth rap

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

Tell them girls right there that the man right here

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

I hated school till i realised english had poetry,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Your false persona while i'm on ya baby's c "bbc" like the english channel

That you looking like an angel-sent from the heavens, god bless your every angle

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Imma spit this angry rap

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math