This is a song about "Fat british cunt"

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

I'm on the british south east coast mate

You know you're a cunt

And more than confident

Click clack with a switch fat

It's all good, finna dog that

Blazing gats at flaming fags like british dudes with cigarettes,

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

My flow is like a british man, it's motherfuckin' peachy keen,

If i don’t make it, then somebody tell my son screen

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

But you're dissin everyone just like some ruthless cunt

Used to find dope in his coat

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

As: i know just what you mean

British troops intervene