Tuesday 23rd of January 2018. I'm here with David. This is our first session.

We're just going to talk about your background, where you're from, any issues

you've been dealing with. So, where should we start?

Look, stop all the pain. How do you stop all the pain, huh? I used to hear a voice when

I was praying, but nowadays I don't even want to be saved. Nah, fuck that. I don't want

to be saved. I was born to be wild. I don't want to be tamed. Talent's in my blood and

I don't want to be vain. But if I'm a psycho, then I don't want to be sane. I used to dream

of this shit when I was hopping on train. So, so bad, I used to want all the fame. My

ex -girl want to shoot a cover for Vogue, which is pretty ironic because she's top of the

range. If any one of you take a shot on the track, my niggas come back and put the shot

in your frame. Easy as the alphabet. Three Gs in a ring call me Alvarez. My teacher used

to say I need counselling. Couldn't stop asking me, what do you feel? There's so many old

scars that they want to reveal. We got off on the wrong foot because I don't want them

to heal. Nah. But if you're looking for a psycho, you've got one. I thought I had a

screw loose, but I lost one. Ninety -nine problems. Money is not one. My currency's Kenyan. It's

in it for the long run. Tears on a pillow. Bruh, I shed so many tears on a pillow. I

used to tell my teachers that nobody gets it. I don't know Clark, but I know that I'm

a kiddo because my mummy ain't been home. Miss thinks I'm involved. Blame my environment,

it made me a sicko. Furthermore, I should bring that bitch down to Streatham and then

make her spend a day in a veld like a widow. Kiddo, we see swords longer than a limo. My

bros are blacksmiths like Jayden and Willow. Man, there's weapons over here. We're reppin'

over here. I'm from the south side, but it's Streatham over here. No tellin' if you're

sellin'. Hold up, wettin' over here. Get em' over here. Who the fuck is checkin' over here?

Most my niggas are the ones applying pressure over here. Fuck a soul, I can get a nigga

peppered over here. What? We wanted more. There's some food on the strip. We're movin'

a brick. My niggas went to school with the rich and we were broke. Hidin' crow in a Rubicon

drink, which is funny, cause that's how we put food in the fridge. So who am I? Someone

tryna live his best life. I just wanna take a pretty woman for a test drive. If I bring

her to my room and I press I, guarantee she gonna see the force like a ex -wife. People

told me I'm a little bit brahmi for my army. I need a bottle of Bacardi. If it's me and

a pouch on my doggie, shortly you'll seein' two stars in the party. Fuck what you heard.

I'm top boy and I ain't givin' man a turn. I don't wanna know when pretty women wanna

flirt. Learn who can judge a nigga by the woman that he curves. I love this game. I

ain't lost focus. I'm a hit maker. If you haven't noticed, I could be the rapper with

a message like you're hopin', but what's the point of me being the best if no one knows

it? Brother, I'm a careful, humble, reckless, arrogant, extravagant nigga probably battlin'

with manic depression. Man, I think I'm goin' mad again. It's like I'm happy for a second

then I'm sad again. And to my fans, the reason I could get to this, you're my drug, the instrumental,

my therapist. Man, I need some therapy. My girl sayin' that she'll never leave. I'm scared she's

gonna find a better me. Deep insecurities, like what if I don't leave a legacy? Money,

why they check for me? Mommy lost respect for me. I wish that we could be together,

but that ain't how life works. I used to cry about my dad until my fuckin' eyes burnt,

nose runnin'. You don't know nothin'. Before I put a penny on the table I provided for my family.

Held my mother's hand through the agony. Hey, you ever fall asleep cause you don't wanna be

awake in a way you're tired of the reality you face if you're thinkin' about doin' it.

Suicide doesn't stop the pain, you're only movin'. Lives that you're ruinin'.

Thoughts of a world without you in it. Hidin'. I ain't psycho, but my life is.