This is a song about "The british offensive"

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

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

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

What you think i flow for? y'all niggas is old dog

You're gonna flop like british hip hop, im a rap bot

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Speed up, patience, please cause

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.

My flow is like a british man, it's motherfuckin' peachy keen,

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

I'm the head coach of the team

British troops intervene