Armageddon

I might just be the worst rapper you've ever heard My flow's about as sweet as a spoon of lemon curd Who are you to judge? Acting like you're never wrong I'll save you the grief, man And I won't stay here too long Just one thing, and then I'm done I don't speak unless I'm spoken to And then I'll talk for days I don't feel like doing anything I won't let you have your way I do what I need to do on a day-to-day basis If I need to work, I've got many different places Then I'll spend all my money on the things I never need Either that, or I'll spend it all On half a pound of weed, and then I'm broke No money in the bank If I counted up my pennies Then I'd have to be frank with myself It's not sustainable Choose a way of life that's actually attainable And stop dossing around It's the only chance I've got Never thought I'd say this But I should be doing something else All this pressure can't be good for my mental health But I'll put on a brave face and do something about it One day I'll be brave enough to shout and let it out But for now I'll keep going There's still seeds that need sowing And then once I'm done There'll be something worth showing But we'll see... It might not be enough for me