This is a song about "The british fortunes improved in 1814 they fought a war with napoleon the british tried to attack and burn dc the capitol was burned america and british singed a peace treaty in 1814"

When i'm working for certain, i'm hurting the game

Shouldn't give up and be burned in the house and claim

It was evil, there was peace in the streets, a breathing unit,

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

Uh riding 'round, i got some towson bait

I'm on the british south east coast mate

And the last one got burned.

We been all around the world

And i move across your membrane, you loose against my insane

Stay/ they released a monster in pain / and the systems to blame.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

And commonsense tells me i'm a british citizen n fuck politics

Attack raps with the knife in the back

Chat up your lookin off your knee pad