Lemme go back to the grassroots old days passing half zoots

Jokes at the back of the classroom

Back then all the mandem gave less fucks

Than Stephen Hawking had dance moves

Memory lane come pass through

Where you see aunts on hard food

And my bossman got hard food patties on deck

It come like them man tryna ask you

Where you from akh ? What ends

You're on violence? to what ends? Never jumped on road cah really Where would I bang for what ends?

Moved bare times inna Lambeth thassa tangent lemme skip that one Penny up game lick that one

Eviction notice rip that one

While all them man got bored I was just bored

It came on the cob any time I had corn

Hostel had the kids wifi so I used VPN when I try watch

I was misguided

Used to rob for the money to buy chips

Man can't judge unless they were walking alone through life

Just like I did

Back when it was Kendrick Loski HNDRXX Showkey

Parties in ends got pokey lowkey

I was in the cut just plottin' on how I could

Play my role to a Roley

Doley my mind was thinking Medusa

I wanted my whole clique Stoney

But my bredrin would get too bloody with a mask on his face

He was like Mick Foley

Ceecee back with the deep heat like Aboniki

Still out 'ere man might see me up on these streets

You seen my EP? they stream me on repeat

Remember the days of the 8

School when fool friends stayed with the blade

Knew then few men made for the gates

And it wasn't for me so I stayed in my lane

Praise to the Lord cah none of my mates with the sword

Done met their end today

Shit on the ends won't end today

So I pick up my pen and I entertain

Man ask how I write my raps

How I glide on tracks and slide like that

My life on wax ain't lies it's fax

I cry in the pad when I write it's mad cah