This is a song about "Pat smith the baddest mothafucka around town"

You get a thumbs up, pat on the back

? all white but the phantom is all black

62. i'm the baddest kid,

Dark liquor 'til we busted

I be running around my town. till i run my town

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Yeah they always defend you, look how they say your name

But still baddest motherfucker in the game

And i'm amazed you clown niggas is still around

Pretending it counts, offending the town

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

Your bitch texted me, wants it now so i had to knock her down

I'm a small mothafucka, with the strength of a giant,

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk