This is a song about "Trueth about politics"

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Hockeys cool to but fuck, to much politics,

You must have joined the illuminati just to ball out

Went from rapping about, what they rapping about

But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through

Dont talk about me jus worry about you......

Aim, shoot, the gun of love, round

Ask her what she thank about

Enough about me lets hear about you

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

Laughs at you and talks about

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

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

Thot it was about me all about me

Where you belong with your family