This is a song about "My englishman"

This is my original, my validation

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

My words are my rhythm

Fuck it, i'm done

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

My own unknown is my enemy,

See my pain through my eyes,

Right flows down and they might go nice

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

She forget about her husband

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Aimin' at his partner who know he up next

That is my wish, my fantasy.

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee