This is a song about "Gangs in london"

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

In one round, in one dab damn im high in the sky

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

But i let off everything i have

‘cuz they choose colors of bloods and crips in gangs,

And if you not convinced keep on promotin' them

No worries tommorow we gone send em out to london

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

Watch you in,watch you in, watch you in, im in for the win

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

In the country , in the villages , in the earth and universe

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts