Upper North

I couldn't give a fuck what you are about
'Cause I can see you're clearly on the way out
Why would I listen to a deaf man's ridicule
Your threats are just minuscule
You sound like you're in school
But never been to school
How the fuck could you waste so much time
When I'm not rhyming I'm putting my time in to bettering myself, or bettering my health, fuck all the rest, not concerned about wealth

Too much of the monetary kind
Rather take care and spread love and be kind
You silly pricks look unbelievably stupid
Like, on a level listen
Why would someone lie to themselves about how miserable their lives are, and try and pass it off by driving a fast car, or wearing a fucking leopard-skin pill-box hat?

You are not Chapman or Dylan
Go take a look in the mirror
Y'all want a single I can not deliver
I know what I am, fuck that and fuck all these wannabe sinners and killers
What the fuck you fucking dickheads
Your brainwaves are 1D,
My vitamin's B12,
Platinums more than 13,
I'm happy to not be seen,
Thank fuck I am not in your scene.

And I couldn't be happier that you don't know my references and samples
The only direction you know is backwards
If the shoe fits and you're upset I'm flattered
I'm literally just speaking my mind and rambling
Real G's still move in silence
Don't fall pray to the violence