This is a song about "Kilt scottish haggis"

Most, black got irish bitches, so scottish, watch me scottie pippen

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

My connections widespread, got men scotland yard

Britain be fightin' ask for our help. we come cause we have to but we use the

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

Beat me with it while the rest sit and watch

America's gone shit since you had britain in charge

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Signed to sons of scotland and i only sent a demo once

Im on my way to britain

Hold on you can see my vision

Shots like an addict

Writing-chan, copper kilt

Soon i will raise to the top, makes sense that i was born on the highland,

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front