Not gonna lie I struggle with this rap thing Stuck in writers block still tryna be the rap king Still tryna write but nothing is happening Still ima try bust something I'm the captain When you rap it sounds like your trapped in A crack house toilet that's been crapped in Basically it's shit damn man your actin My back swing will be deep impacting Weed been packed and stacked in the black skin I'm back with the lad that makes the track spin kill a beat with heat then were relaxin Trust me axing your crew wont be taxin Wanna see action Al bring it to your faction Leave em spinning like a car with no traction They need to get a grip I've zipped passed em Smashed em like glass fast like flash gassed em Lyricaly trashed em physicaly clash dumb People yeah I'm evil just ask em Al keep spitting the written till the cash come Hey twats run coz I came to bash some daft cunt Yeah that's fun coz my aims to slash scum and hunt