This is a song about "Newcastle upon tyne"

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

We the type of niggas you'll depend upon.

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Who's incredible upon the same pedestal as me

The ramadan the start of dawn to qur'an where they look upon,

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Once upon a time you were my family

I'll teach you 'bout equity and real estate honey

I sit crowned upon the ashen sun

Riding around without a fuck given

Pay dues like a hair salon

Greatness on, thrusted upon

There’s a lot of important shit that i rely upon

I mean wow and i’m wowed, no one compares, you must have won

Thanks to that i was brought upon a community

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky