This is a song about "English"

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

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

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

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

He was very clever in english science and math

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

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

Made logically because he came outta school failing english, maths and biology

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see