Execution
Chorus: Yeah
I’m like so what
So what
So what;
I’m doing what I need to
Failures not the plot

Yeah I’m like so what
So what
So what
I’m executing all the things you can-not. (x2)

Verse 1: I’ve been hearing shit I wish wasn’t part of me
Lacking execution is something that has been hard for me
Guess you can tell my freestyle flows not working out for me
I don’t believe in them yeah hard to see

People judge me because I wasn’t in the gutter of slums
Or some junkie sitting on concrete with a cold bum
Or I’m some drug dealer with a wielding knife or gun
Well fuck you fuckers then all I speak is tongue
I’m like Drake representing postcodes but I represent the five
I’ve got the potential and lungs to help me thrive
But people seem to be fearless when they speak their say
But it’s your opinion and you’re wrong that’s all I say

My life has been centred to assholes and idiots
But I choose to keep fighting to make my own resilience
Endless lack of sleep just trying to find out different solutions
All the answers seem to point to seeking absolution

Bridge: Time for execution
All my battlers stand up and look at me
The journey to being free

Welcome to my execution
Always shoot a bullet to the enemies knee
So that they can never come back to fuck me

Chorus: Yeah
I’m like so what
So what
So what;
I’m doing what I need to
Failures not the plot

Yeah I’m like so what
So what
So what
I’m executing all the things you can-not. (x2)
Verse 2: Wait let me bring you down to earth
You know that I’ve been fucked up since birth
Been trying to find meaning to my selfless worth
I feel more isolated then the city of Perth

Even in my pain I’m still moving
Push past all the nurofen
Still dribbling the to the net fluking
Managing knowledge that I’m consuming
Can’t blame me when you see D-day looming

You trying to find shit against me keep pursuing
And you bitches still think I’m loose as Truman
Fuck man aren’t we all human
Aren’t we all human? Like so what

Why are all you fuckers looking at me funny
Is it because I’m not waving my hand with money
Fuck you your all lame ass bitches
We ain’t no rags to riches snitches

I’m only here for the long term
You here only to be a small germ
I’ve seen many big juicy worms
You can’t take me down because you’re not my concern, so
Bridge: Time for execution
All my battlers stand up and look at me
The journey to being free

Welcome to my execution
Always shoot a bullet to the enemies knee
So that they can never come back to fuck me

Chorus: Yeah
I’m like so what
So what
So what;
I’m doing what I need to
Failures not the plot

Yeah I’m like so what
So what
So what
I’m executing all the things you can-not. (x2)

Verse 3: I’ve escaped the guillotine one too many times
As I was prepared to do something that I wasn’t a part of the crime, thanks to my genius brain it’s still causing trouble
But my adaptation to the game has doubled

I get up to a lot of slice and dice
You fuckers be eating rice but you don't show no spice
I’ve got the enemies to entice
If you move out of my it would be nice
Because I’m starting a revolution, but first off

Bridge: Time for execution
All my battlers stand up and look at me
The journey to being free

Welcome to my execution
Always shoot a bullet to the enemies knee
So that they can never come back to fuck me

Chorus: Yeah
I’m like so what
So what
So what;
I’m doing what I need to
Failures not the plot

Yeah I’m like so what
So what
So what
I’m executing all the things you can-not. (x2)