The king about the same level as Jordan
My skill won't fadeaway I stay important
Like Van Gogh or Picasso, I know I'm great
Unlike Vettriano, i don't slip up in the paint
Whenever people looking at me they faint
Even if one day i flop my legacy won't taint
Unlike the once certain James Corden
I wrote this shit for fun i was a bored'un
I'm a chef in the studio a musical Gordon
Ramsey, but I'm the leader ramses or warden
Awarding a beating, selling crack to a saint
Lyrically your not competing, this is just the feint (fient)
Put you down in your seating, we won't make acquaint
This is a job for me so just show some restraint
I'll sign after the robbery
I'll do it to the industry
It's winning the lottery
She didn't show chemistry
So I gave no biology
She was sour as a lemon tree
Oh you thought it would be free?
If dates had a referee
You'd be in the tunnel
That shit was straight red
Wow, this slimy limey outshined me? Blimey
Shut up whiney im a wine-o looking fine tho
I'm that pretty motherfucker drinking sloe
And taking it slow, slurrying words slow mo
No dough, min wage full o' rage encaged
(Yeah, yeah, mm)
I came a mighty long way, without a father
I wouldn't make it through the day
A blessing in disguise, testament to your faith
There were some days, when I tried to throw that shit away
Fresh outta school, how I move between hoods
Drive by's and sirens had a n*gga shook
That sounds sorta ended up becoming white noise
For my sleep, I never double up