Lots of graft, not much glory.

Different year, same old story.

There’s little wins, and small pleasures.

So I’m sittin’ here on me bill in town havin’ a bevvie – while the footy’s on in the background – ‘coz I don’t care anymore.

So, this is how I roll.

Look now, have a quick scroll.

The system is broken, so I’m creatin’ a new one.

What are ya doin’ there lad – I’m sittin’ off in the corner like a rebel – writin’ a post.

Sound that lad – but I’m too humble – I don’t like to boast.

Look if ya wish, I’m not arsed lad.

I see you lookin’ too dear, sit here I’ll buy you a beer.

Anyway, enough is enough but I’m enjoyin’ lookin’ this moody & tough.

Yes, this is a bit rough, and it’s very much off the cuff.

These tunes here are an absolute beast, I’m lookin’ cool as fuck to say the least.

I’m not bein’ nice now, not a chance.

Keep lookin’, have a little glance.

You don’t get it, that’s fine.

But I’m puttin’ it in, this is my way of havin’ a w(h)ine.

In a sense – as it’s a pint of Guinness – that’s half full.

I’ll wrap this up now, I’m ragin’ like a bull.

I’ll be sound in a bit, this is capturin’ a current mood & vibe.

I’ll be buzzin’ off Hip Hop in a bit, I’ll be on a quest to hear some Tribe.

This is isn’t necessilary black or white, I’m not changin’ the font.

I’ve a got a gob on me, I’m doin’ what I want.