I have this thing where I just freestyle the most ignorant shit to myself when I'm bored.
At about 11pm last night, I woke up with a strong craving for Toaster Strudels. I rubbed the haze out of my eyes and quietly slipped downstairs, making sure each step was agonizingly delicate. Finally reaching downstairs, I fastwalked past the dimly lit living room straight into the kitchen. I stopped for a moment, listening for any rustling upstairs. After a moment, I breathed a sigh of relief. Now I could finally enjoy my Toaster Strudels.
I reached into the refigerator, pulling out the first open pack I see. Cream cheese and strawberry, not bad. I promptly stuffed them into the Toaster and sat down in a chair in anticipation. Bored with myself, I decided to start rapping. Given that I was alone downstairs, I didn't bother to lower my voice; I just started spitting agressively.
Talk to me, man
Where are you, though? Who are you with?
I'm on my Js, blud
Sound, man. This ting has got me, blud, I'm not gonna lie, fam. I'm not gonna front, fam
Mad pressures from every angle, fam
It's come like I'm too ambitious to be with the mandem on the road but, I'm... like...
I can't be up there with them people either... you know what I'm saying?
I'm too black to be up there, you see what I'm saying, fam?
I don't know, I feel like... I feel like I'm in limbo, Chippy. I feel like I'm in limbo, fam
Fam, you're going mad, fam. I've been
I've been waiting to speak to you, fam
You're going way too mad, fam
Like what the fuck did you mean like you don't know why I mentioned your name, fam?
Like North London, fam
You got the call from God to do something deeper, bro
Like, go got the call to go and make everyone look at everything else that is happening over here, fam
You get me?
That's a deeper calling, bro
Like them callings there, it's not everyone's phone that gets that ring ring there, you see what I'm saying, fam?
Like super powers fam, super charged, bro
I hear that, fam
Like just being you alone, fam, niggas getting to watch
You're doing what you're supposed to do, bro
Cuh we ain't seen nuttin' like this happen before
Who's seen the country flip on its head like this, fam?
These youts don't know what's going on, fam
They ain't got a fucking clue, fam
Independent to the T, fam. Love, brudda, man
I needed that powers. Power up fam, I don't even like hearing you sound like this, blud.
I needed them. The mission's deeper right now. Love, brudda. Mad. Alright, fam, I'm gonna shout you, man
What you saying though, everything good?
Blud, love you bro, man, just do what you gotta do. Man's doing what I gotta do, fam
You already know, bro. Powers. Powers"
My.....provocative bars were disrupted by a fit of laughter, coming from the living room. Turns out my mother was half asleep when I came downstairs and got a front seat to my inspiring performance. Just that moment, I heard the unmistakeable POP of my Strudels being done. I turned around and grabbed them both and ran back upstairs, whilst my mother was still laughing.
This morning I didn't even say hi to her before I left hahahaha