[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash] Seems like just yesterday, I was feeling a midwife’s niceness Now the balloon has gone up, full-blown midlife crisis It’s like this, I used to hang with hood bimbos, few gringos Now, it’s a fact I hardly interact like neutrinos Phone addiction, stuck to this cell, need a jail break Since I went into my shell, things been moving at a snails pace With no fail safe, don’t wanna play the blame game like 50 Cent But life would be a block buster if some act a bit different Imagine bonding with people, anxiety attacks then hit you I’ve tearing my hair out trying to fix these attachment issues Bouts of depression left me with a mountain to climb When anger wants to do a number on me, I’m counting to nine Atimes things that vex me affect how I move , it’s often bad Now I try to walk with a spring in my step when I’m hopping mad My unbending will and a straight face used to rankle my brothers But I’ve turned the corner now I see things from the angle of others [Hook: Plasthic Slash] I’ve lost interest in making a profit I make a song, I don’t care if you hate it or love it Depressive episode, what will it take to resolve it? It’s kinda obvious, I need therapy dawg [Verse 2: Plasthic Slash] Wife rants, I grab my phone first and rapidly record her Exhibiting customs of borderline personality disorder I don’t know if these symptoms will get shed or multiply Invariable fear of the unknown like I’m scared of algebra The merry go round of work makes my head spin, guy It’s like I’m climbing up the ladder so they can let me slide Seesawing ‘tween rich and broke, mostly my level stay down Lastly, mood swings confirm my mind’s the devil’s playground Hey now, only time I feel alive when my songs play I don’t wanna live, don’t wanna die, I wanna be unmade Endless arguments ‘cause verbally, I and wifey love to brawl How she never on my side of the fence drives me up the wall Chance of hypertension, processed foods are quadrupling it Still I fuck with that, guilty pleasure like a conjugal visit Man United playing trash while the rest balling Wearing my love for them as a badge of honor has left me crestfallen

[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash] I’ve made some bad decisions in my life When I cut my coat, I lack precision with my knife Living above my means like I dwell in my office roof My life’s at a standstill 'cause I didn’t make cautious moves A weakness for busty hoes with lust-filled souls Blew cash like twas out of fashion on costly clothes Wrecked the car to pieces while texting and driving Took out a loan for business, next thing I’m jiving Wish I could say some nice things that's not so disgraceful The sums I’ve on cake and ice cream, so distasteful I was told, save some when the bank clears the check I didn’t listen till I was up to my ears in debt And while I was struggling to keep my head above water Loan sharks smelt blood like the crowd at Golgotha My dad's death broke me, our bond was strong I wasn’t there when he died, wasn’t there when my son was born [Verse 2: Plasthic Slash] Could get shot trying to overcome challenges people face Some hurdles could land one in a pool like steeple chase So I should have watched my back like Edward Mordake But I said fuck it stepped on toes and stretched for more cake Created foes that send threats, texting my celly They’ve put a price on my head that’s heavy as Kelly I’ve fucked up in every conceivable way Had a future pregnant with promise now it’s considerably gray Used to think rap was the only thing I got right Now I feel like I was not bright to seek the spotlight Bosses at my day job want me gone, it’s certain If they see a window of opportunity, it’s curtains Got off on the wrong foot, refused toe the line Did things my own way, results weren’t so divine There must have been some reconstruction since I last came When did the road less traveled become the fast lane?

[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash] Forty two year old having trouble with bills, what a shame! I saved for the rainy day, but not this hurricane My total cash amount won’t fill gas in my tank That's after taking into account what I still have in the bank I don’t mind doing shady deals to keep the lights on Y’all should link me up with Eminem let me pitch these tight songs To feed mine, I’m trying to get the bag like street crime Been punching the clock too long, I need some me time Inflation? What am I to say? Makes poorer by the day I read online, friend of mine just bought an audemars piguet While he was pitching me this risky deal, I was freaking out Would have a feather in my cap if I didn’t chicken out Not keen to further my schooling, why pay money for stress? My sojourn through the lions den wasn’t a roaring success This black cloud is about to lead me off the straight and narrow I’m trying to expel the darkness but so far, I’ve been chasing shadows [Hook: Plasthic Slash] Sinking into despair, a sad state of affairs Ever seen a fully grown man reduced to tears? Trying not to go to pieces as the hopelessness increases Being impoverished is the king of all diseases [Verse 2: Plasthic Slash] These days, I stay home weekdays on a whim Been in bed watching the ceiling fan, three days on a spin No laundry done, just laying there blasting my records Need peeps to help get my act together like casting directors Hard to see bread nowadays, can’t recall what butter is God been fucking me for a while, I’m bout to ask her what are we? I’m the hot core of a collapsed dust cloud in space, a born star That just wants to make money from his passion like a porn star Some guy paid me 12k to pen for him, didn’t know I’d write for less I burnt the midnight oil but never became an overnight success Friend that’s works for DHL posted me till I got fed up If the shoe was on the other foot, I’d give him a leg up But I know everyone’s going through some shit things are too bloody If I ever spit on his grave, it’ll be 16 bar eulogy To my own ears, this all sounds terrible, very corny Just one big pity party like a burial ceremony

[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash] To those currently at my level, don’t mean to offend you The difference is I never reached my potential Or maybe this is it, guilty of being negligent My personality clashed with my intelligence Studies took a hit, I learned to roll with the punches Chilling with my dogs as they smoked trees in bunches Post-weed, the munchies, they passed, I didn’t take it Pops wanted me to be an engineer, I didn’t make it Architect of my own destruction? Not a Shocker Back to the drawing board, one shot in the locker Medical Imaging with very few scrimmaging Joined the civil service, seen the federal pillaging Studied the system, plotting my best course Thought I could beat them but I was flogging a dead horse String of bad luck that I won’t harp on about Left me hanging by a thread, suicidal? Far from that now [Verse 2: Plasthic Slash] An only son, I’ve said it on some verses you keep spinning Pops died, left me at mercy of these women That always help each other out on the double But don’t give two fucks, when I’m having money troubles Maybe they think I’m crying wolf pixie sheep And since I got the house, I’m living on easy street They have a point, it’s like I’ve come to a full stop Period of stagnation, though I’m shuffling two jobs Bae shouting back to me like we’re the same age I’ve tried every trick in the book to get us on the same page Maybe we should take a leaf from Fab and his wife That split after a fight start a new chapter in life Drink ten Hail Maries and forget the planned penances When one door closes, another opens like bank entrances Being good to whom you call when it’s weather for two Won’t stop them from trying to get the better of you

[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash] Peeps will keep looking for money till they age and go blind So when they say the best things in life are free pay them no mind It’s like coprolalia, they speak wrongfully Most bottom-feeders can’t afford Peak 123 The price a bit steep and it’s still climbing Even time is money, Big Ben is still chiming It took 90 million pounds to renovate the clock tower Just for seconds, minutes, seven chimes at the god hour What about clothes? Best choice is bend down boutiques Good new shirts cost over 10 thousand each The cost of ripped jeans sounds like a rip-off The bill to construct a wooden hanger is a stick up There’s few good houses for rent, you must give out a huge sum End up paying through your nose once you sniff out a good one That’s not something to sneeze at in this cold, cold world Where we all dance to the tune of money like go-go girls [Hook: Plasthic Slash] The more I make money, the more they take from me The more that ain’t funny, it’s affecting my brain [Verse 2: Plasthic Slash] Nothing is dirt cheap anymore, even a bag of sand You buy a plot and someone else shows up to drag your land You try to build, the price of ceiling boards is through the roof Stick to your guns but realize your plans ain't bulletproof The air you breathe is not free though you got lots within It’s 5k for a small cylinder of oxygen Neck surgery fee? E choke like strangulation It even costs an arm and a leg for an amputation If the price of petrol keeps rising high, get a bike It’s like we’re being taking for a ride with every hike The slums, what’s constant in that place? Dry pockets Check how the cost of going space skyrockets Love costs a pretty penny like Coomes, save your checks Maybe the problem is me that’s too broke to pay for sex She say 20k but what I can give is thanks for the fuck Still if your doe no get mate, that’s bang for the buck

[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash] I’m in bed feeling blue because I’m in the red Wifey be looking at me like a man that is dead Like I should push drugs for the cream to provide grub for the queen Years of paper chase yet to get the rub of the green Black sheep that blew doe on a white elephant Maybe what I need is connects to the right Mexican But mum can tell you never has her son been a hoodlum Yeah, I stole from her but it was once in a blue moon She caught me red-handed, beat me black and blue "Stop it!", My sis demanded and she smacked her too But that was way back in a time of very few horrors Now life is singing a new chorus showing its true colours Bae told me she tells her friends her lover's a tiger A white lie like Mungo Park discovered the Niger Too bad I have to face all these crappy days But it gets better when I reach the studio, my happy place [Verse 2: Plasthic Slash] They told us way back the game’d be too trying for us But my team passed the test of time in flying colours like a veteran pilot in uniform on a red eye flight The mic’s my light sabre, I’m a Jedi Knight Each time I put out songs, my city’s art is elevating Let’s paint the town red, graffiti artist celebrating Talks of a collabo back when I met Modenine Wrote but never got the green light to record those lines Called a few times not like one obsessed But maybe I went overboard and it raised a red flag, long jump ref Missed a golden opportunity, still I’m shining Very proud of my killer rhyming, every cloud has a silver lining Since grey area, I’ve been on a purple patch Dropping evergreen lines only gees in my circle match Many say real rap is sold out, a dead market Still when I reach the stu, they roll out the red carpet

[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash] Often in the firing line 'cause I can be a loose cannon But I mostly fight the good fight, very few I’ve used hands on I punched a colleague, my chum who said something about my mum Since that rush of blood to the head, we’ve been at daggers drawn Our boss reconciled us, but we don’t speak half the time Acted like we buried the hatchet, but still got an axe to grind Relationship worsening, he used to bump my sounds on tidal Even if I’d let him slide, no avoiding this downward spiral Left work for me to do last week, I had the right to lose it To prevent to a war of words, I had to bite the bullet Should have given him a piece of my mind like brain biopsy If he can he can feign a sprain and act like he’s untrained, why not me? Mutual friend tells me forget the past and hold his hand Know where it all stems from fore bringing up the olive branch He was lost when he first started, went out of my way to teach him And he still bit the fingers that fought tooth and nail to feed him [Hook: Plasthic Slash] Friends turn enemies yet life goes on Even if it’s been right so long, it might go wrong If all’s fair in love and war, that’s danger for you If you no conduct yourself, men fit change am for you [Verse 2: Plasthic Slash] My hot plum used to ride shotgun, yeah I dodged a bullet If she had a piece when she saw us, she would have rushed to pull it Crazy, she lingered, gave me the finger, the third in hand While I had two in the bush of this bird in hand I was hitting the G-spot of her bestie, it was worth it If somethin comes from the load I shot in her, she gon’ birth it Rewind to when I was in love, had the higher desire Bae didn’t pick her battles, always fought fire with fire A great cook but quick to stir up trouble if bored Being her knight in shining armor was a double-edged sword She had a best friend that came to stay from Pickering named Jasmine They had a running battle like Richardson and Jackson I winked at Jasmine one day, it was hot in the park Made my move later that night, a shot in dark At a stage, she caught us in the act, made a terrible scene Drama queen with bad character, performance very routine

[Verse 1: Mic Priest] I keep my friends close but keep my demons closer Rattled will on the battlefield, but i'm still a soldier When opportunity was knocked, I was seeking closure Thinking over re-adjustments to keep me sober Life ain't great as they say A pencilled script, sinful thoughts I wrestle with are kay fabe I play safe, check my steps, and hedge my bets Still have the rug pulled like it was day trade Penance due, Mephistopheles seeking faust Road to righteousness, never a scenic route? Prosperous wetlands changed by living droughts Even memory lanes are paved with a cynic's doubt Real Intention, seek redemption for crass sins The golden rule, don't be a fool with a glass chin Strayed from hope cos aimless folks turning marksmen They past tense, if you're present, they'll morph you into a has-been [Verse 2: Plasthic Slash] For my dough to multiply quick, I need all the right scope If I don’t run a tight ship, I’ll always walk a tight rope Like a poacher in Brazil, I’m trying to get a Jag But gees are strapped, I could get bagged while trying to get the bag Still most that claim they gangster and take Panama trips With thirst to kill, first to peel when they see banana clips If you work where things are done right like my pitching arm Be keeping calm, you’ll start scratch if you have an itching palm Religion is a cover up, I’ll bring the sacred proof And put it in my rap so only fans see the naked truth Right there, bright idea without a shadow of doubt When life seems too hard to bear, I swallow some stout A motormouth, rapping bout cars I don’t own When onstage getting shit off my chest, bras are not thrown Star that’s not known, not a featherweight I’m better I’ll make it after my demise, better late than never

[Verse 1: Plasthic Slash] Living in the past is asinine, regrets are much Though I can’t turn back the hands of time, I can reset my watch To a place with no running water, we never check the shower Where if nip issues in the bud, you’d never get your flowers Let it get worse then solve it and residents be happy A stitch in time saves nine but the evidence is patchy Clandestine meetings, no limits to Godspower In second clothes taking minutes at odd hours Man to a young lass you’re like a daughter to me Still she flung her legs wide open at a quarter to three Hold hands with no apologies, honey might not twerk Romance with a horologist running like clockwork Her friend wanna hang with them, she’ll think up a lie Cos her friend could wink at her guy in the blink of an eye Won’t ever try to get a job, mum says she’s really childish Too much time on her hands like Billie Eilish [Verse 2: Raheem DaDream] Yo! Timeless, relentless Time is how much knowledge we seek and impact while we exist and the time is now Time, I count on you 'cause you was there before my physical Time travelling, time is of the essence and what matter is now Memories flown like time, time heals as the clock keep ticking Real rap we spitting while block politicking Time I'm still seeking till the time I finally return to my essence Sun the present is a blessing, stop stressing As we pressing for more twelve jewels of life through the passage of time which is more of a limited resources Self sacrifice for a positive course 'cause what matter is now Inhale and exhale then smoke the mic like the cigarette Exhale just to excel, black excellence

[Verse 1: Roth B The Maverick] It's the Wolf, Plasthic and Roth; Classic Combo Make some noise, just not for Ali Bongo The premise is, he was kept on hold in the premises These three in the building? We hold down the premises Strength on defense, locked out attackers So off the wall, invaders shot down the ladders We watched the manchis fall off Why be open to peace talks, when we could smash the Warlocks? Abracadabra, upstage you when you work your magic Slash a rapper, job of the steel, not the work of Plasthic Mav lectured, self-taught mad methods The best swordsman, appeared in all the recent Slash records Was live at The Dell, grim reaper who erased the booth On my Death note, the Mic and Beats joined the names on book Look, I'll probably die when my neighbors shoot I live by the gun, yet to make it out the neighborhood. [Hook: Plasthic Slash] Faith gone? Stay strong, shake sons, break bonds Take some state funds, make songs, great ones [Verse 2: Stepping Wolf] You heard it first hand, Step is on his last legs He's a cursed man, weapon with a cracked lens Slash ran the cat scan, he's very embarrassed The savage made an axe man, bury the hatchet Has a mean mouth, enticing (and Tyson) war rhythm Had to clean house so wiped the floor with 'em Hot with anger, he can't handle when a Mom cries Not a gangsta, but he'll strangle you with mob ties This old solemn coon was once a subtle youth But you pose a problem, his gun will troubleshoot Rob jewels, except your cold sweat beads Body full assault (of salt) read scrolls dead sea Knees quake, screaming "please mate" cheap skate Kept a keepsake, bet the cheese cake on sweepstakes Step, don't smoke that bowl' a nice wraps or deal with his meltdown like the polar ice caps [Verse 3: Plasthic Slash] They glean the text and they’re stumped, "How does Charles do this?" I’ve been the best from the jump like Carl Lewis Even when I was new and fit the description, novice My words on paper hit home like an eviction notice Or the Dana plane crash, nigga take your pick I’m the rapper named Slash, that’ll break your clique Clever verse enunciations, dope like I took drugs Got better word associations than book clubs As a kid, read the room better than Kovalevskaya In high spirits like when one that’s never sober gets hired Babes like soft, my rap’s hard so I lost divas Got more iron bars than the whole of Cross River Real hip hop, they ask me what does loyalty fetch? Well, I’m not Prince Harry, I’m still royalty checks I keep frightening myself from broke to much money Went from tightening my belt to having another notch on it