Assumptions

Sometimes my people misunderstand
in a hostel down n out 
They don’t think I gotta plan
I can’t build a house 
If I can’t buy the land
I Can’t go reckless
Cos I gotta stick around
I felt like a mouse
stress took away-the-man 
It’s mad
I Hope u understand
My Heads messed up
Thoughts round n round
Family breakdown 
Dads in the ground 
Fuck prosecution 
fuck the crown
Fuck your institutions 
fucking clowns
Quiet ironic biggest gang 
Got my brothers In that kennel
Hold it down 
Keep your mind strong
Till You land
If it don’t happen 
We make a plan 
I’ll die trying 
Trust me dan 
Envision the day 
That u land
Well Fly to a beach 
With golden sand
picture mummy’s eyes 
In my mind 
When she realised 
Your a free man !
Look on her face 
Now there’s no other plan
It’s like Bobs back 
For our rights Im gonna stand 

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