This is a song about "International english"

Your ex is so desprite he needs an international date line

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

But i do quite well with all the bait

But my junior year english teacher portrayed

My english teacher wanted to flunk me in junior high

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

I'm international, go on a flight,

We been down for too long but that's alright

His english was slurred so i didn't understand him fully.

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

International heard applaud to local suburban tour,

Tito santana matador ain't equipped to stop the bull

To my makers international

With a honey in the middle