Clean Slate Urthboy (Ft. Delta)

[Verse 1 Urthboy]
Looking at a black page, with lines on 'em
Script unwritten of fortune, ironed on 'em
As if a fresh set of lives we designed on 'em
Where my hopes jockey for space, they ride on 'em
How many times has the ink gotta cover it
Before I'm satisfied by what I come up with
You don't need me to feed you the cookie cutter shit
Just a heart that's bleeding when you discover it
Friend and a foe, pen and a page
Ay yo a piece of paper can never be set in its ways
But until I bring it to life it's end of my days
I'm making my bed a maze in my head
It's why I don't rap about wealth
You could want it so much that your brain melts
A corporate conveyor belt? That ain't me nor Delts
I only ever wrote music that was true to myself

[Chorus Delta & Urthboy]
Every slate is clean to me
Cos I'll be rhyming and shining frequently
And from what I know now what would I change
Unputdownable, every turned page is a clean slate
Every slate is clean to me
Cos I'll be rhyming and shining frequently
And from what I know now what would I change
Unputdownable, every turned page is a clean slate