This is a song about "I hate london"

And become as big as london

Vijay singh and all of them

Its the things that i hate

They fasting they won't leave me ate

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

Shout out my nigga miles

I hate your fucking guts.

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bang

If they hate, let 'em hate, i drop ya whole clan

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

And i hate the chilly weather