Like a Dike

Verse:1 struggles are real money is filled paying bills fight or flight response might get me killed so I gotta stay with a strap like dike like chill rolling with skill open brains up like open a till but if I express my feel like rapping up mental health i got energy too swirl up monsoons I need ink black coming with a silver spoon way to react and then die from too much hunger I don’t play games anymore I’m too old now 20 years old now tryna hit top charts now 1000 ranked not taxi in the charts now she raised her hand I ain’t tryna protest now I got wowed with a vowel with my bowels shits coming out flying out hitting the sky now I need realness I need queens not Jamaica I don’t need a hater Verse:2 need a grill I can cook up my haters stuck at a Morrisons now with the bakers still want to go dam and get laid ye off white the lads not talking designers with shades never got aids busy fucking with maids yesterday I was rolling with la leakers big bang a theory came with the speakers top tier soon rolling round with these cuffs I’ve had it up to here rap games getting cuffed it doesn’t matter if you got Billy goats gruff your name don’t matter either still getting touched taking this out a watch or a day date I’m bringing with me the kk wait pause that’s just the initials for my name