This is a song about "His name is churchill"

Hi! my name is... (huh?) my name is... (what?)

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

On his dying wish, his grave, his name, they set his astray house aflame,

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

His urn was silver with his name gold plated,

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

A fucken mc drinking a gay tea his name is a k e

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

I wanna be famous, the man your children ask what his name,

He said he needed a come up, because selling nicks' was lame

I hope you studied because he's testing your faith again

Gandhi had all but didnt even own his own name

Like my name is joe scottie

High heel wearer, hell of a body

To the 'r'. ruin niggas hopes of success

Yeah my name is ayo fresh