This is a song about "Fat english cunt"

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

Now im up here smokin blunts, rubbin your moms cunt

Shut up cunt your bout to get slapped

And i ain't trying to land

So these are my real diss bars, now come at me cunt

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Seemingly insistent to get a piece of this cunt

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

Still they wonder how i seem so confident

I'm on my grind feeble, my music is either

Your an insurgent an i'm a english sniper,

He was very clever in english science and math

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash