I was filled with desperation and insecurity
The music game is tough,
 a dream to be an MC

So I drowned my sorrows In a glass of red wine
Whilst I frantically scrolled
 my FB timeline

That's when I stumbled upon
A beacon of light
The last shadow of hope in a
endless dark night
Sheffields jay z
then changed my mind,
 If he can do it then

so can I

It was my last chance  of making a name
Off the back of
Naveeds
fortune and fame
So I had my pen ready and a mission in mind
Dreams of the Italian riviera and endless wine


So I faked a feud to gain publicity,  the Tabs front page is where I need to be
I was poisoned by Hope and felicity
I could envision being crowned on the steps of the IC
The throne is not not mine
but it starts with a dream
Grinding hard to be number one
In sheffs rap scene
Number one
That's where I need to be

So I devised my plan
to win the Public,
a little charm can go far Need to be extroverted
I quit dreaming
then started acting
hiding my extensive knowledge of Greek and Latin

I  spoke of What
The public expected
All the tough streets between broom hill and mappin
I'm like Naveeds
poetic cousin
Versed in Byron, Yates and a bit more deserving

Whilst I dread a backlash and animosity
That won't stop me from getting to where I need to be
What I lack in hood I compensate with intent
Putting all the effort in between nine and ten
Thank you for the inspiration but my time has come
I hope I am also gonna make it to number one


Ali Cee