I Might

I might have to name my son (Mervin)
And then I'll call the next one (Merlin)
(Hurting)
(Lurkin')

I might have to name my son Mervin
And then I'll call the next one Merlin
When I wrote line I was hurting
Cos I was on the back roads lurking
The Road was never a long term ting
But the demons stayed determined
As I look around
The packed out crowed
I knew nobody was clocking
I might have to name my son Mervin
And then I'll call the next one Merlin
When i wrote line i was hurting
Cos I was on the back roads lurking
The Road was never a long term ting
But the demons stayed determined
As I look around
The packed out crowed
I knew nobody was clocking
I knew nobody was

Yeah! This for my medical
London typical check out my minerals
With my niggas we blacked out like funerals
Couldn't go back to go black at a funeral
Still a General, thats in general
How I missed being caught at a funeral
But my dad said I won't see his funeral
So I raised up praise biological
Ancestors know the call
I don't want to smoke buds
Want to cure you all
At times I don't care, I wan' kill you
I done jump over tables to spin you
When I'm finding holes in your circle like cheerios
No problem to cancel them like CherriOh
Ive got the lingo to talk like imperials
No this is empirical
I'm in My daddy's physical
My mum nurtured my spiritual
In some kind of ritual
This is alchemical
One could say a miracle
Can't get this with one night hitters
If My soul can't agree with you
You won't see me like peekaboo
I ain't trying to explain or try preach at you
But I stand up like David Chappelle do
I don't have to be Vlad to impale you
But that vampire shits for my pale yutes
On my ones but my niggas move feral too
On the flip side we moving like pharaohs do
Bros from the cradle to the mother-fucking tomb
At 30 I'm a villain call me Sly Doom
At 30 I'm a villain call me Sly Doom

Then I'll call the next one
I wrote this line I was
Cos I was on the back roads
The Road was never a long
The demons stayed de-
I look around
The packed out crowed
I knew nobody was

I might have to name my son Mervin
And then I'll call the next one Merlin
I wrote one I was hurting
Cos I was on the back roads lurking
The Road was never a long term ting
But the demons stayed determined
As I look around
The packed out crowed
I knew nobody was clocking
I might have to name my son Mervin
And then I'll call the next one Merlin
When I wrote this one I was hurting
Cos I was on the back roads lurking
The Road was never a long term ting
But the demons stayed determined
As I look around
The packed out crowed
I knew nobody was clocking