This is a song about "My nan"

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

My fliest days and my plummets... my random flaws in abundance,

You a lady boss, now you fly free

That is my wish, my fantasy.

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

My god is my saviour he is my protector,

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

Got my head in my hands.

When you spill out hits

Take your nan for an instance

Ha, now keep out, me and my whole team out

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

And he, what's his name, earl

Lost all my friends, my fam and my girl

My talent should take me places i've never been

This is my original, my validation