Scatty Brain Dump

Faded denims and my k swiss,
Chased by Nike n****s under lighting of the pavements
Tongue twisting women I had them clapping till their scathing, I’m an arsehole Johnny bravo behind the shades
I’m a farce bro, always part broke never catering, composed never controlled like in arrangements
I stretch time,always keep my women waiting, my mother always told me I should exercise my patience, half man with smaller half of Satan, a little bit of god, in bigger bit of pain , tryna chase dreams I’m dealing with restraints like prosthetic Oscar, jailed not to prosper,
I’m Old soul
From Bearer to brimstone,
I’m six feet deeping me I until I get known
Givin yall top trumps, KinKai with a little scatty brain dump
They notice
They know this
They no it’s me
KinKai with a little scatty brain dump
KinKai with a little scatty brain dump