Scatty Brain Dump

Faded denims and my k swiss,

Chased by Nike n****s under lighting of the pavements

Tongue twisting women I had them clapping till their scathing, I’m an arsehole Johnny bravo behind the shades

I’m a farce bro, always part broke never catering, composed never controlled like in arrangements

I stretch time,always keep my women waiting, my mother always told me I should exercise my patience, half man with smaller half of Satan, a little bit of god, in bigger bit of pain , tryna chase dreams I’m dealing with restraints like prosthetic Oscar, jailed not to prosper,

I’m Old soul

From Bearer to brimstone,

I’m six feet deeping me I until I get known

Givin yall top trumps, KinKai with a little scatty brain dump

They notice

They know this

They no it’s me

KinKai with a little scatty brain dump

KinKai with a little scatty brain dump