This is a song about "School crime london"

Since when was having dreams a crime?/

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

Barely breathin tryin to keep from gettin shot down

Spittin rhyme after rhyme and committin hard crime

On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time

Rap about waving a nine, doing some crime

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

Thinking my life is a crime

If i had on 'bama line

There are times when you'll need someone

And become as big as london

Doing the moonwalk, hoping i blow up in time

It's so bad most everything is a crime.

Looking at the sky, hoping a light would shine

Instead of living this life of violent crime