This is a song about "While singing in my british castle"

Then called her dickface, she call the connect

Sound like i'm british, bitches dig my accent

My legion is doom, my gorilla's monsoon

But it's my dad singing to the tune,

People would look at me in disgust, while i was on the bus to my school

A straight road with loops but its enough to screw you fool 'cause my flow is too cool/

You're right i'm in my british castle thinking,

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Been given birth in war, a castle that traps a lord

And gary coleman just passed: life is short

That i'm grinding on some lining while everyone still singing

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Keep it real as penitentiary steelthis ain't no freestyle battle

I wish i could see your face behind this screen as i sit in my castle

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

This guy at white castle asked for my autograph