This is a song about "London tug"

And become as big as london

Something wicked this way come

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

Then start barkin' loud 'til the neighbors wanna calm you down

Tug these sleeves up my arms

Finish line with the tire marks

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

No worries tommorow we gone send em out to london

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Rock over london, rock on the paris of the prairie

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Till he chooses to tug at the game, then watch these uzi's spray