This is a song about "Go out like scouse troops"

Click right,log out get out of my sight,go quit

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi when i'm through with that shit

The holy war, the spiritual troops

And my weed man should just sell flutes

The you should look up in the stars

Like to go out and knife carve

You ain't never seen

British troops intervene

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Like to go out and knife carve

Let me rideuntil i get free

The troops stationed in line, battle ready.

If only we could go out

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Yea and this is something to think about

I'll go horrorcore on you and rip your guts out