I have more peace in these 24 hours, than i had in my 24 years

365 days times by 2,

26 now I don't bow to fear

Mum acting up, Pops got the block

Don't take the piss don't get twisted

I am woman

Lead by conviction not by the borders you built in the distance

I don't play the victim but I see holes in your story and with respect I ain't the pigeon

Keep my ish my private don't go on insta to blast up your farce

I desert like Nevada

I'm tired of being protagonist, that's where the dagger is

Dem man a watch you and wait to start scattering

ashes of blasphemous channeling

I ain't having it

I stay low key more time, give out my proceeds more time

I buy fake Channel, 50 quid to look cosy sometimes

Pull up in a whip that got that 2 months left cos the car parts phoney sometimes

You ain't gotta phone me sometimes

If I wanna catch up

Balls in my court yeah?

That shit throw me sometimes

I'm on my lonely sometimes

Spent too much time chilling with the coke heads Blow trynna hold me sometimes

Mash up the dance, it zone me sometimes

But I Exit The Dance

Don't meet your hero's

I ain't on whispering

Bunch of rappers that come out at Christmas and give you some fudge about how they been listening

You heard me on Target and Saunders

Ima go clear

Sauce is on glycerine

Hoping the next time I walk into church is for me and not my son's christening

That's just dipping in

My fuse is getting shorter as I get older

Forgetting the scriptures that planted my roots and put pain in a folder

That's Wednesday issue

Monday's war is Friday's tipple

Sunday's chores wipe floors and tissues

Too much blow gimme cardiac issue

Too much blow spike the ego up

Come down comes that's the ego done

Doctor calls on a legal one

You relapsed on some lethal stuff

Coroners is the sequel bruh

All my warnings weren't deep enough

Instas not on my mind or the comments and likes

when i'm barely surviving inside - Yeah

I told my man that my heart hurts

When we argue it makes my heart worse

You know i'm triggered when I'm moving heartless

We have one thousand and one different reasons to sweep our indifferences under the carpet

But we patterned the yard up with wood and one little scratch got us on a park bench