This is a song about "Life on a estate"

Nigga with too much to say, you might make a fool of yourself

Just a lonely kid, merely a stain on the life of everyone else.

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

He gave me a knife, offered me a new preposition on life,

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

I was born in grimsby on the nunsthorpe estate

Putting rap on life support, it needs a medic

With enough shit to raise your block in one dip

I'm forever dope, you can check your schedule

Fool, i dont spend my life on rappad, im a student in school

Book of life but we on a seperate page

Girls wanna have fun, and a nigga with some change

Now if i ever brought a #house and #live my #life on #repeat

I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep

He buy the benz where acres and crazy real estate

City national bank evolve into shape