Street Rat
I've been battling myself for as long as I can remember
Setting unrealistic targets & pushing as hard as I can to make it work
Why though? Who really gives a fuck?
Let the psychoanalysis commence
Searching for a genie in the bottom of the bottle
Magic carpet take me somewhere less hostile
Looking for a way out to escape where I feel flat
Life & times of a common street rat (street rat)
Let's start at the beginning, upbringing built on lies
Jaffar's cobra staff kept my mother hypnotised
Attention plus achievement equalled anger in his eyes
Embarrassing comparisons, should parents critcise?
Confidence was non-existent, worth was minimised
A virus I was trying to fight, thought lines would immunise
Benders never-ending, spending all my time disguised
The boy inside is poisoned by this toxic way of life
Image of a perfect family, no one saw inside
Happiness extracted, narcissism glorified
Questioned everything, never seen a cloud that's silver-lined
Feeling like I need to fight for life against these simple minds
The pain of blame has drained my brain & left me here to find
Never ending negativity has kept me more than tired
After all these years realised tears were from a crocodile
My cries for help were silenced, should I have tried a louder smile?
Searching for a genie in the bottom of the bottle
Magic carpet take me somewhere less hostile
Looking for a way out to escape where I feel flat
Life & times of a common street rat (street rat)
Feb 2018 got a call while I'm in the trench
Seems he used a pocket knife while his fists were clenched
Claims self-defence, used them as knuckle dusters
Old mate's got 5 slashes, air lifted in the chopper
Cut ties, like he cut a man at his workplace
But I'm the ungrateful cunt stuck on third base
Turned on by the extended family at that visit
Fuck them all though, I just extend the middle digit
If my siblings have a son I'll send an F you to my nephew
Dribble against a 5 on 1 defence but I'll get through
Less than 2 years in minimum security
The justice system rorted in all its glory
'The judge just keeps coming back to the knife though'
That's what happens when ya stab someone, psycho
Time to go, get the fuck out my life cunt
Thinking you're a man? Well I'm a fucking giant
Searching for a genie in the bottom of the bottle
Magic carpet take me somewhere less hostile
Looking for a way out to escape where I feel flat
Life & times of a common street rat (street rat)
Shout out to the kids who are feeling alone
With parents smoking cones in a broken home
Solving problems that rob them of pure chromosomes
No inner peace giving demons domes to roam
The time is now to stand up for what you believe in
Otherwise you'll end up constantly grieving
The loss of yourself in a world that's deceiving
Put the chips on the table & start achieving
Dreams can be reality, it's actually possible
Being your own enemy is the only obstacle
Instead of getting caught up by things that are insoluble
Be who you want to be, I promise you're unstoppable
Get a close group who want to help you excel
All the drama filled naysayers, put 'em on the shelf
Forget 'em, spend ya energy valuing yourself
Negativity leads to poor health & no wealth
Searching for a genie in the bottom of the bottle
Magic carpet take me somewhere less hostile
Looking for a way out to escape where I feel flat
Life & times of a common street rat (street rat)
So that's my reality, conditioned to fix adult problems from a young age. Makes me wonder if these hard lessons created my drive or just showed me the mistakes to avoid in my life. But I am who I am. After everything, I've realised I'm built to handle anything. You are too. Peace