Secret Society Kerser

[Intro]
Yeah
Let me take you to my past for a second
Look

[Verse 1]
I thought everything was sweet, it was only nine o’clock
In the morning got a warning, copped a caution from a cop
Walking down the street with a spliff in the lip
Ridiculous copped the fine for the littlest bit
Like a tenner, I'm away, I keep walking dare I say
I popped a annyxay and ate a massive plate of anyways
So it's half past nine now I’m copping a call
On my phone from a mate and I’m not even sure
Who it is, 'cause I’m smashed I'ma sit have a chat
This that, sick lad gotta jet hit me back
I move along I heard the dealer got done
By like four different cunts with a kill on the run
Now I’m thinking okay so I can’t get blazed
And I ain't got a cent, now I’m in a desperate way
This all before the fame so I’m boarding a train
Bomb the floor with the paint, had a brawl copped a blade
Got away, okay with a scar on my cheek
'Cause every day in the past so I’m beginning to creep
Around your house or the shop and I’m robbing the place
I ain't wanna be a bum so I gotta get paid
Life of a struggler, drugs couldn’t hustle nah
I'll get a batch then it's gone without a customer
The shit shit changed once I hit the booth
Let me tell ya now days so sick it's true