Look I ain’t God so I ain’t the creator

I’m thinking of a time where there were no haters
Where people could walk around with no fear
Where kids could see their mums with no tears

This is my story
so please listen carefully
Let someone want to be
whatever they wish to be
That is their destiny
so it don’t bother me
You see this it will all be a memory
Sooner or later it will all be history
Bare haters out there I’ll place you a bet
Go to the shops buy a pen not a cigarette
I’m climbing the steps to the top of my pyramid

Now this generation look it’s changed
Kids walking around with knives and blades
I remember my past like it was yesterday
Criminal gang life I can relate
I stood up in court so ashamed of myself
My mum looking at me thinking OMG
I want to change now, it’s just for the better
Prison and cells I wouldn’t have a future

This is my story
so please listen carefully
Let someone want to be
whatever they wish to be
That is their destiny
so it don’t bother me
You see this it will all be a memory
Sooner or later it will all be history
Bare haters out there I’ll place you a bet
Go to the shops buy a pen not a cigarette
I’m climbing the steps to the top of my pyramid

Now that I’m back I’m going to show you what I got
I just want to rise from the bottom to the very top
I don’t want to know what ends your rep
Don’t expect me to clear up your bloody mess
Do you know what, I’ll just confess
You see me yeah I’m better than the rest
You got a bit of time, how do you use it?
You get a spliff, get a bottle, why do you drink it?
This is my story
so please listen carefully
Let someone want to be
Whatever they wish to be
That is their destiny
So it don’t bother me
You see this it will all be a memory
Sooner or later it will all be history
Bare haters out there I’ll place you a bet
Go to the shops buy a pen not a cigarette
I’m climbing the steps to the top of my pyramid

What is it coz your mates say it’s hard
Thinking you’re a thug, thinking you’re bad
All you do is walk around your area
Stay out till late, your mum’s in tears
You don’t know what goes through a mum’s head
She thinks of you always in her head
Let me tell you this, you’re mum ain’t your friend
So apologise to her and show her some respect

This is my story
so please listen carefully
Let someone want to be
whatever they wish to be
That is their destiny
so it don’t bother me

You see this it will all be a memory

By Kabz

Taken from Issue 19

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