This is a song about "London tube"

I'm white as yo tube socks, but goddamn this beat knocks

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

You already know you're dead

Through a tube down your neck!

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

No worries tommorow we gone send em out to london

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

More lube, squeeze this mother fucking tube, [ehehehe] im so fucking rude,