This is a song about "Nah m8 allow it"

I would fuckin cuss her, but na bruv allow her,

I am hip-hop. past, present and future

I'ma take you out of misery call it homicidal,nah suicidal, the way you step in

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingfor me, like i'm eldebargelookin at my skin

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

The ones who truly reckless but nah forget it you will never

But if you just allow me to show it,

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

So allow me to paint pictures as i'm sharin' this, loudly

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

Please allow me to be your motherfucken guide