This is a song about "Geneva switzerland"

Comin' straight from canada, justine bieber,

The ice ain't really nothing to her

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

Catch me out in barcelona, reading chomsky, feeling lean

Canada is where we made it from

Yeah, waiting for a change to come

I know that b**ch won't turn my body to stone

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

Mothafuckin' difficult, ch-yeah, til then

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

You ain’t wet nobody, nigga, you canada dry

Sniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

It was quebec, where i lit him up with fire,

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Signed to sons of scotland and i only sent a demo once