This is a song about "Fat english chap"

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

You said also i was fat

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

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

Luxury life, results living bad

I'll #stretch this #mark like belly fat

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

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

I hated school till i realised english had poetry,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

He was very clever in english science and math

Lord lord forgive us, personality clash

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,