This is a song about "London life"

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

My already fucked up life

No worries tommorow we gone send em out to london

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Thinking about my life

We hustle to survive

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

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

Could i have saved your life

What we gotta do to survive

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

I told my girl i'll be there, so prepare, to get fucked down

We will never die, we are forever alive

Life, i just want to see my wife again. so, life, life, life