The Agitated

Age nought, I was born straight to the stage floor

My mum’s mates were the audience I played for

Age four when my dad went to prison

I was mad but until he came back I didn’t miss him

Age seven when I opened that front door

And made heaven from the parent that I just saw

And mum thought it was better that she let him in

It gave me the biggest lesson that I ever lived

Developing, age eight I was left sad

I made mates and was graced with a step dad

Twelve years I was already smoking weed

And felt fear plus the law was a joke to me

So graffiti absorbed my attention

I thought I could mess and distort my reflection

Walked the direction of war and rejection

I'd scrawl on the desk on report in detention

One four I was thinking school, what for

Man I got thoughts plus I could sit about and shot draw

So I bunked of done a lot of graff in enough spots

Fuck cops! Dust off my cash for the skunk crops

It was just a way of life with the mates of mine

Standing in the face of fights and the baitest crimes

I always wondered what my life would be worth

Now I strive with the perks that my life should deserve

So fuck having a job and fuck ladies

I'm just grabbing my knob enough lately

A cunt gambling what you just gave me

Trust you? Maybe

Fuck you, pay me

So fuck having a job and fuck ladies

I'm just grabbing my knob enough lately

A cunt gambling what you just gave me

Trust you? Maybe

Fuck you, pay me

When I was born I never did cry, I think I might have yawned

Bright eyes shining wide at all the sights they're for

By the time they cut the chord I was a handful

And as soon as I could walk I was a vandal

I hit the ground running and by the time I was eight or nine

I spent my play time stepping through my state of mind

I was a strange brainy child but a thoughtless kid

Me and my mates were naughty shits and teachers thought I was thick

The first time the mic was held I was age twelve

I swear to God I raised hell plus the angels fell

I slay brain cells with weed and my teenage life

Was our curriculum trying to slay our creative drive

But I refuse to lose, cartoons and ill tunes

And garms is all I wanted, that’s all I did and still do

I learned a thing or two and got a few to learn

And the rent that I earn? Some I might just deserve

So fuck crashing in squats, I'm up daily

Not having a job is just lazy

Skuff man, I will not give up quickly

Trust you? Bitch, please

Fuck you, tick me

So fuck crashing in squats, I'm up daily

Not having a job is just lazy

Skuff man, I will not give up quickly

Trust you? Bitch, please

Fuck you, tick me