... Freestyle

Yo yo check check

Dot dot dot
Searching for them lyrics like a Four-leaf clover
Used to mattress up the walls to record at sleep overs
That teen odour,
A SingStar mic, ripped beats we'd talk over, laugh then fall over

Smart-arses, garbage bars with dark classes
I'd hardly pass classes
I'd be the last to leave
Spark the weed and have that Arvo tea
Chewing on 'em munchies but things have changed

Now working on the biz, side hustles while I spit rap
Always finish late with no breaks I need a Tic Tac
Nah wait I mean a Kit Kat
I keep on rhyming, telling my story and this that

I'm 24 time moves fast but I'm ready for
Any storm moving in my direction and plenty more
Yeah, I'm tryna keep my style very raw
Like "Do they even do this anymore?"

A changed person driven to make a change
If can change a person's life pour the champagne and celebrate
Never wait, it's better to take that leap of faith
See me standing up centre stage

Been working on an Album this year it's next level
Will it flop? Always that fear on getting settled
Chasing dreams like an athlete winning Olympic medals
Like "Damn, this kid's got something special"

I kept pursuing, respect to my best friend Ewan
For telling me to pick up the pen and to get brewing
Cause back then I had no flex, I reflect spewing
But that's just part of growing as an artist, guess I'm blooming

Always looking for that opportunity to flourish
Healthy on the microphone, musically well nourished
Yeah, it takes a lot of courage
Open up my feelings on the paper "Is it rubbish?"

Uh, I had to went cause it was building up
Trapper in a cage full of pain like "Man that feeling's fucked
The strength you gain from being in a rut
Can make a difference, I'm never giving up

So listen up as I channel my energy into something real
Money ain't a skill I give you goosebumps and chills
Eat some dripped rappers for lunch like yummy meals
Couldn't give a fuck about 100 mil'

Cause I'm rock climbing up a waterfall
Staying hungry cause pride comes before the fall
Write a lot of bars, sort, then record 'em all
Invest into the music make sure it's affordable

I been making beats just to stay above the water
Hope I don't sink, a raw author with a learning disorder
Chillin' at home playing Forza
Got the bars on "Lockdown", that hit of euphoria

Strange reflections flickering
Dancing through my head again
Memories of what might have been
Light my mind and fly

Arch my back and brush my hair
Standing in a sea of fear
Things unseen and things unclear
Light my mind and then they're gone