I always wanted to be a Rap star
But i never had cool enough friends.
As soon as i got to the level that i thought was the pinnacle
Someone aloof with better trainers(Creps) would turn up
and id have to start all over again.
But i wrote some tunes.
80% im not proud of,
10% i can recite today,
5% i cant work out my handwriting.
And another 5% hs ben forgotten like my first pair
of Reebok Pumps.
But some of it stayed with me.
A will to create.
An appreciation of a particular beauty.
A hatred of the mainstream and a hatred of
spit in your face manufactured culture.
Who knows
In Ten years i might be cool enough
Lets just wait and see……
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