Confession

It's been a minute since I licked suen I need it for the dough Yeah I got like 5 figures I still need to make it grow And I know B-lowk's got the big suen I need to make it blow Cus I been chillin' writing music getting heavy with the flow It's 4am it's pitch black I'm no stranger to the roads We wear clothes with no description Cus that's how we like to roll I bring my man with the green eyes I hear my niggas lowked And I'm not sure about the crib The pitbull might need to get smoked It's been a minute since I've licked suen I need it for the rush These niggas got me all emotionless and hiding in a bush I woulda settled for banging his bitch but she was acting stoosh Now I'm standing at the front door about to take it off And I can feel it in the atmosphere it's bonfire night So when that door comes off it's just a bang in the night Now I'm standing on these stairs, on that vampire vibe But I'm not here to suck your blood nigga I'm here to take your life And I've been sitting in the past listening to brotha lynch Can't wait to pull the thing out just to see a nigga flinch Truss me, blow out his belly just so I can see the pink And drag him to the bathroom to watch him throw up in the sink Put a pillow over his head, why the fuck d'you think This is a murder scene, I don't need the feds to get a link And I can feel the shivers running through my body when I blink Shut that bitch up Fuck I knew I shoulda seen a shrink It's been a minute since I felt the kick back fucking with my wrist And banged the ting so many times that when I try and shoot it clicks Clicks Clicks Clicks Back into the whip And dead silence, cus everybody knows we didn't miss I don't smoke weed but still I'm on the road building a spliff Ignore the sirens, why? Cus ignorance is bliss Now we're driving through a forest In a blacked out Megane 3 niggas in a whip And some petrol in a can But let me stop And let me start again Let me tell a lil story from when they sent me to pen Sent me off to stoke heath, like that would change a thing We had a gang in 5 minutes running riot round the wing Somebody find me Scribla, RIP Fems That's just a couple of my HMP friends Hold tight anybody that was with me in pen That witnessed, the havoc The chaos The mayhem It's been a minute since I went in And told them how it is And how a scouser threw a snooker ball and nearly broke my wrist But then I switch Made him look like he fell off a cliff And that's the truth You know me I don't have to chat shit I've been through a hell of a lot so I just say it how it is And most of this stems from getting bullied as a kid My mum shoulda stopped her boyfriend from tryna split my wig Cus I put 6-6-6 straight on my hitlist Now that's the, mark of the beast I'm like a star in the bits They say I musta sold my soul they don't know half of the shit I just hope, God forgives me when I'm starving I'm a prick And I take candy from a baby with a liquorice stick Don't ever get it twisted I've been a stick-em-up kid I've been a bang I've been a husk I know the history of the bits This is the, Journal of an evil genius 6 Cus it goes way deeper than anything I've recorded But let me stop But let me stop But let me stop Because it's hot Let me stop Let me stop Let me stop Because it's hot