Earlier this year I was viciously backed into a corner and forced to conduct a funeral on LINE OF ASSAULT, because a talentless fraud came for my rapping abilities. Fast forward a couple months, I’m tunning UP in Boomtown front and centre at DJ AG. Lo and behold, I get plastered on his social media and of course, at first I was pretty gassed. I had just come off the stage with Spice so I was already BUZZING. My adrenaline truly started to flare when I saw that the post went semi-viral. But them comments…
I don’t know why people see pink on a man and get weird. Be serious. No, I don’t want to be a girl. And yes, I want ALL the smoke.
BATSHIT CRAZY (LONDON) explores 3 conflicts and the respective verses are dedicated to:
- The keyboard warriors up underneath that post
- An intergalactic spaced out jancrow dickhead that tried to irate me
- The ends of LONDON as an inner city ghetto youth in the 00’s
Living for the validation of MYSELF disturbs people. And that excites me. They didn’t know I was BATSHIT CRAZY?!
ALEXANDRU BLEU 