LETTING OFF

They figured out that I’m a rubix

Cannot mix I’m good with cue sticks

Snookered all my life you see

Great escape I firmed It bee

Younger days was good with joysticks

Perfect time to learn the tricks

Patterned life with no degree

Through those bumps I do agree

Obstacles keep building up

Found a way to keep It shut

No way get the goosebumps really….

Watch the show It’ll creep you up

Had to cancel seven up

Now I’m drinking cherry cup

Feeling better now than silly….

Like a dirt on him It’s stuck (lol)

Been told got some certi features

Natural Is what I say….

Way we’re made look good In pictures

Deffo need to stay that way….

Fingerprints are not the same

But we’re human here to play….

Cannot look at me and blame

Mannerisms all the way….

Need to bring back all the values

Principles and all the morals

Where’s It gone? We need It back

Bunch of spineless with no back

But we’re leading with examples

Handing out those beauty samples

Pattern up my people no?

Smell Is banging I will show

Cannot let life try defeat you

Comeback stronger not repeat too

Firming things we can’t let go

Mood It swings from high to low

Overall we do the good things

From the hood respect the up-brings

Character Is strength you know

Happiness will help you grow

Do not choose the path destruction

Listen to my good Instruction

Saving lives I try my best

Not haram It’s not Interest

No critic but yeah construction

Life was heavy no Inspection

Proud to say there was no mess

Kept It clean sweep up the rest

There were moments It was tricky

Wrote down notes It wasn’t sticky

Waiting till the thing gets read

So you know not colour red

Overall It helps with building

Yourself up than higher ceiling

Confidence Is back not dead

So I chose not do Instead

Worked on me like operation

Took a way all separation

Kept the good It’s written down

Threw the bad out London town

Don’t need bae I like staycation

Writing rhymes from UK nation

Melody you hear all round

Hope you like the way they sound

Nothing fancy cos I’m normal

Little bigger than a wormhole

Punching lines not stamps you see

Not a letter write for free

I’m the rec of yeah Ignition

Hope my battery pack not missing

Cos I’m coasting by the sea

And I’m roasting fishes see

Want to roast this so called leader

What’s the plan? I see the reader

Thinking for the country’s sake

Cos they’re rattled like a snake

Feed me more I am the feeder

Coming hot like good old heater

Prices going up mistake

Hope I settle by the lake

But for real the voice needs spoken

B.T.S. You know they’ve stolen

Many things we might not know

But aware of scams down low

Not a chance I’ve seen olympics

Rather sit and eat my biscuits

What’s the message that you show

Pray to God forgiveness no?

All these conflicts need to stop now

Sit them down find truce like somehow

Cos It’s getting outta hand

And I’m worser than a Stan

Saw the things so bad that not ‘llowed

If I speak you know I’ll be loud

As a man I do have hand

Say my piece for promise land