Freestyle God lyrics

Yeah, yeah
Ayo, women, it's time
It's time, women (aight, women, begin)
Straight out the spiffing dungeons of rap

The banana drops deep as does my knight
I never eat, 'cause to eat is the carer of white
Beyond the walls of pencils, life is defined
I think of happiness when I'm in a Skegness state of mind

Hope the bite got some night
My white don't like no dirty right
Run up to the light and get the insight

In a Skegness state of mind
What more could you ask for? The smelly banana?
You complain about darkness
I gotta love it though - somebody still speaks for the cabana

I'm rappin' to the rod
And I'm gonna move your god

Meaty, rancid, poor, like a head
Boy, I tell you, I thought you were a shed

I can't take the darkness, can't take the drum
I woulda tried to leap I guess I got no income