I might not be academic but I can still put a pen to paper
My poetry's a comment on the truth that of a social commentators
I do everything for more life, I'm not apart of these wasters
9 years old I started to write and now I'm just hoping for greatness
You could say a somebody from a nobody-town
That's Macclesfield town
This ghost town a town from silk and smoke
It has a Shit football team but with loyal fans
Who have big football dreams just need money to land
All that's a distraction from me, myself and I
I've got other plans in the distance of my eye
I've got mad dreams but I need a better me
Cuz at the moment they're hard to reach like back acne
With these dreams brother I thought you could make it
Shits getting real now an I thought you could take it
Now I'm cashless, accounts cleared and stripped got scammed on a bag of bits
Mr.TK shirt why u beefin?
Come on man Just leave it
I can't be arsed with the beef, just believe it
And Shout out to Macclesfield's international businessmen
Yer doin business when?
All I'm seein is baggie blues on your insta trend
What's real from pretend where's the real men payin rent?
Stayin on ends saved us ends then he went missin
Like me on the mic right now
No more bars from me its jippy spittin so listen
Bound to get in ya brain people call me dopamine
Blessed coz my clothes are clean blessed for the future
Stressed coz you owe the team don't stress you're a producer
Don't f*ck off plan-a coz one day you'll be Kanye
Cut you with the fade with the blade like a barber
Cant persuade barrack why even try persuade osama
They sell rijuana, more farmer in the cities than there are in the country
Pull up my socks is something that my mum needs
Just copped a dumb peice, carhartt dungarees
Spend p like I've got it
Glock it in my pocket pull the trigger and I cop it
Stack pack it's a glat 9 shoot a mother f*cker down
I'll shoot a mother f*cker down
I'll shoot him till hell flat line
Can best friends can be lovers
Let's just f*ck around with each other
Then there's heart breaks in summer
On to the next then yeah you're onto another
Doesn't matter that much so...
Those
Those
Those purple eyes tellin secrets and lies
Yer battin eyes gettin everything you dream
You're Blowin smoke
I see the smoke through the screen
Yer smilin pretty but your pretty little smile doesn't mean much to me
Pretty please don't bother me
Now your my testing loyalty
And I know I'm not from royalty
I expect some honesty
But honestly
You've been breaking promises
That you promised me