The Letter to a Capricorn (Interlude)

Don't usually find me writing

I might roll with a dark-skinned queen on my arm tryna make it a life ting

You know me, wear my heart on my sleeve I've never been the corny type I'm just vibing

Melanin, curves and intelligence. Need you on my team like a marquee signing

No cap in the rap when I write rhymes

Black man cyah' deal with no white lies

Never been the corny type but like council doing roadworks, got things in the pipeline

Constantly I try.. tryna hit Bali and do meditation and Muay Thai's

Don't wanna be just one of your exes, looking for a sign like the stars in the night sky

Tryna get my mind right, it's important

Flow like the blood from a vital organ

My mind's where the war is, might be too late when you hear this, but I still had to record this

I'm not saying that I need your love but I'm pissed if I'm out of the race like Corbyn

Head to the sky looking forward

Hope that it's you by my side when I cop that mortgage