69 Manor Road, Sunday morning. Dorothy be up but Jennifer be yawning. Rachel a get her hair braided, I spoil it. One side be looking like Don King, don't it?.
It was KD crew, yeah, Kane and Dean. East Ham, Plaistow, with Maxwell Leyton dreams. You were one of the first to make me believe in my first 16s. But did the heights I reached jeopardise the [?] speak.
Yo, yo, I don't know where to start with this. If being fatherless. Means no gift under trees, fuck it and plant the shit. Still got a tick on my feet, mothers are hustlers.
Everybody on trend. Me?. Oversized T with Mochinos on. And my Stan Smiths white like a Colgate grin. Jeans on my waist, I'm too grown up. Can't wear that low like the yute mandem.