THEM TIMES

All them times I kept on praying

Where’s the people that are good….

On the mic I’ll keep on spraying

& they’ll say I’m from the hood….

With my rhymes I’ll keep on preying

Till I get a stack of food….

In the end you know I’m playing

Like a tree you know you wood….

Found a hobby writing down

All emotions In my mind….

Knew I had my heavy crown

That’s the way I made It mine….

All them times went out of town

Had to be on point In line….

Even though I had a frown

Found a table had to dine….

Table wasn’t really stable

Found a way to watch the cable

With my hand they said It’s cap….

Cos I’m handy-capable

I’ll be able with my label

Hope they think I’m not disabled

Understand that’s how I rap….

You can see I’m really stable

Play with words Is what I do

Bun them birds you know It’s true

Like I’m In a birdcage….

Locked up with a headache too

Haychie…. Viper…. Pair of two

Need my sliders I’m off to

Another country at my age….

Need a break like Kit Kat do

Never had a manly figure

& my mind was like a trigger

Can you really blame me though?

Where’s me dad I need some dough

Met this Tommy said he’ll figure

As a man we drink that Bigga

Throwing shades man on the low

Wrote It In my bungalow

Manning up took care of mumsy

In her eyes was never clumsy

On the field like Jacob Ramsey

5 & 0 I see you Ramzi

You can see I fell In love

With my writing not a thug

Want to be a songwriter….

Why not come & give a hug

All them times I kept on praying

Where’s the people that are good….

On the mic I’ll keep on spraying

& they’ll say I’m from the hood….

With my rhymes I’ll keep on preying

Till I get a stack of food….

In the end you know I’m playing

Like a tree you know you wood….