This is a song about "Girl london mf doom"

And he, what's his name, earl

Feels good to be ya only girl

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Of bars apart of doom that had sparked when i thought of you,

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

And become as big as london

Magic city tipping them

I assume you'll be meeting your doom,

When i’m in the groove, i can freak a tune