Introvert

As I stare at the wall,
Gathering my thoughts,
I think of all the fuckries,
Feeling like a mockery.
But I keep it moving on,
With my head down on a gun,
It's all right now or nothing,
I've had the pain and suffering.
Could never see me cutting,
Cause I know I'm worth something.
Basingstoke ruffian,
Smoking and I'm drinking.
Been doing this since 17,
Still don't plan on giving in.
Growing, there weren't many in my town
With my same skin.
Double meanings-
Undertone racism.
Violent yout turnt calm down-
And now i'm in the middle.
Never speak in riddles.
Been getting lost in drinking beers now my vision jiggle.
But anyways, I'm always lost in thought,
Even in Lidl helping Mum out with the bags,
So I take another drag,
Watching as the rain over my head starts looking bad.
Even if no one thinks it, I'm still a Hampshire lad.
Got some old friends down in Bournemouth,
(Aye)
Friends when we were cornered,
We still cool now but I guess it's a bit awkward,
And some be down in Southampton,
Tried to get me on a mad ting.
It weren't for me 'cause I was just on dancing.
Look at me ranting,
Typical me.
But I'll never forget my day ones,
My O-G-G's,
And I'm still learning lessons,-
Take myself as the message.

Not my songs,
They're just flexing,
And if they not,
Then just stay guessing.
Said not my songs,
They're just flexing,
And if they not,
Then just stay guessing.
(Yeah)

(Ughh)
Well, Here's the tape 'init.
Y'know before the tape starts,
I just wanna say...
Y'know if you're feeling down or anything,
Keep your chin up.
Y'know keep it moving.
Stay positive.
Stay on your stuff, you get me.
Stay on your shit.
Stay on your grind.
Stay in your lane, you get me.
Like always be yourself,
Don't try and be someone you're not.
Don't follow the rest of the sheep, man.
Stay in your lane, do your ting.
Y'know don't compare yourself.
Y'know Live your life man.



Credits
Writer(s): Malcolm Balogun
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