Think About His Mother

Out in the city, is where I wanna be

Friday, Saturday, happy as can be

And we go, the times are getting on but

The streets are ours

Falling out of the club, had a great night

My best mates girls, bell 'em up on FaceTime

They ignore it

They got a this look in their eye, it's quite awkward

And now they ain't talking

They keep staring at this fella in the red coat

I said "Come on, let's head home"

They say "Na"

I said "Just think about his mother"

Now, I can see that my mates are stressed

The mood keeps shifting, it's feeling tense

Agitated

Chain smoking cigarettes

Now the high streets empty, there's no one left

Fella in the red coat's with a girl in a dress

And the pair of them are living rent free in my mates head

I said

"Just think about his mother"

Then the couple start walking off, my mates follow

I said "You'll regret this tomorrow"

They say "I doubt it"

They said "He gave it large all night, now let's see if he's about it"

I said "Think about his mother though, yeah"

"Think about his sister and his brother though, yeah"

He said "Bruv, I don't care"

Fuck I'm so scared, I don't wanna go there but I ain't gonna show fear, so I'm here

Peer pressured up to the eyelids, fuck, I don't like this

Fuck, are they fighting?

My mate throws big right to this guy's chin

Now his girl's crying, fuck I hear sirens

But they ain't stopping, na they're just stomping

I just wanna jump in, I gotta do something

I beg you calm down now, just relax

The poor lad's laying on his back

You weren't thinking about his mother

You weren't thinking 'bout his mother

Think about his poor mother

Think about his poor mother

You weren't thinking 'bout his mother

Think about his poor mother

Now my mates ran away but I can't just leave him

Lying on his back, poor lad took a beating

Blue lights coming and his girlfriend's screaming

Pulling on my jacket, tryna ask for a reason

I keep telling her they didn't mean it

But she don't believe it, the poor lad's bleeding

I'm tryna calm her down while the poor boy's laying on the ground

I'm just thinking 'bout his mother