Rumination Lyrics

My Nan would give me lessons in the context of living in the 40s

But I'm out here in Great Britain in the naughties

No guarantee that I'm gonna make it to my 40s

Lucky I can give thanks at all that I made it to my 30s

If my haters ever caught me

And I didn't move alertly and assertive

Could have been me instead of my Mother in the morgue, B

Giving thanks in moment as I sip my Captain Morgan

Phantom of the Opera like I'm sitting at my organ

Spliff up in my jawbone

Sexy ting slumped out while I rummage round

For the dressing gown somewhere in this wardrobe

You know what I want you to know and I keep the door closed

Coz envious and badmind are active night and morning

I need no interference in the work that I'm performing

And if I pull it off everybody gets a blessing

I'm simply living 'my vida loca' never stressing

I stress myself out tryna think of that one million pound idea

I drink so much one day, I think I'ma brew my own beer

You wanna kill me as much as I do, so why am I still here

I'm scared all the time, but when I see danger I have no fear

Who's here for me? Friend or a stranger

If I'm really honest I have no idea

Strangers gave me directions

I ain't seen a loved one in like a year

Seems like everybody's angry

I'm too laid back so nobody can stand me

But they don't know the pain and the rage

They think that I move in the strangest of ways

That boy Christie is the strangest of Breys

Don't know the revolutionary ways I was raised

I aint lost in a maze

My eyes wide open and I'm shocked and amazed

I've been this way since POGS was a craze

And I'm going off like I'm Crazy Frog when I spray

Who wants to live long enough to see the doctor today

I know what I'm doing and I know where I'm going

I ain't lost in my way! Get the fuck from my way

Presidential like Kennedy, you'll need a long shot from far away

Who wants to live, long enough to see the doctor today

Rooting for everybody Black like Issa Rae

And in my own way I'm kinda like Kwame Ture

Tell my own story, your news is all fake

Some man gave you the blueprint to buy a whole city

What did you do? you bought Wraiths

You bought chains

You're all slaves