This is a song about "Scouse troops"

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Mercury into your son and killing civilians with our troops

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

The troops stationed in line, battle ready.

I call all my troops to go back to the hip-hop roots,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

Open fire and dispatch troops

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

These frequencies i disrupt frequently will leave ya troops scrambled

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

British troops intervene

I call all my troops to go back to the hip-hop roots,

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

Their government needs to stop spending money on weapons and troops//

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools