This is a song about "Small town kid"

And touch down when i role into town.

Come wit me you'll smoke around

That's, that's the only way i know how to hold it down

Representing grimsby mother fuckers not the london town

Good little girl who kept on moving from town to town

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Make your mark all over the town

I drive that all around

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Small town guy, spend my time shooting hoops

Yes bitch, that's a presidential

My trademark im small and mental!

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

And it ain’t cool when a small and little kid dies,

They stop the whole game everytime i come around

Now this anxiety is chasing me around town to town