Lyrics:

Fuck your popularity, speaking with total clarity
The only thing that matters is peace and solidarity
I've been on a quest to define my personality
Proud of where I'm from but I hold no nationality
Drifting in and out of this thing they claim's normality
Zoning out I'm conscious of fake in which's reality
A beautiful mind, I paint my own gallery
Working just to challenge me, I pay my own salary
Never on the bandwagon or speak to flatter
Surround myself with people I trust that won't scatter
With no fear... black, white, brown, irrelevant!
As long as you like a laugh and your chat's semi-intelligent
Old jokes aside we proceed with the fresher tone
Never been to uni but I welcome every fresher home
And it's ironic, never stutter when I speak
But I'm trying to write something that these kids might repeat
Easily influenced, peer pressure got the best of me
Running with the older kids, constantly be testing me
Street, not Sesame, weak, there's no empathy
Where young teen pregnancy defines their destiny
Generally, they're only kids watching Kenan and Kel
I don't need to go to school I watched Saved By The Bell
Zak Norris got me top of my class
And I listened to Illmatic educated by Nas

Wooah, never been irrelevant no
Wooah, I'm more than what you know
Wooah, I'm the king of my own home

Now I have dreams of living lavish, upbringing was average
Money I can't manage like my mum and dad's marriage
Causing ultimate damage, smoking till I'm cabbaged
Pack up my baggage then I'm out, gone, vanished
Every city's got a story to tell
But there's a much bigger pond outside of the well
And I swam against the ocean tide
And turned that ocean to a river like the fucking Clyde where i reside
I'm unknown, like the king of my own home
Been around the map, got proof on my own phone
Mature? Fact! Well grown before my years
Classed my street smarts, I'm way beyond my peers
Back as a child I was stupid, running wild
I was only age eleven when my cousin went to prison
It's a given, no mistake, in a cell by myself
He was sent to 'Bar-L' where his swagger soon fell
Never on the shelf, hell, never been irrelevant
Learnt from these streets, I was living in my element
I pick a brush, start to paint till the canvas' full
I did pick the perfect picture promise from the camera spool
Living life with no regrets, got a bunch of dumb ass tattoos, a few debts
Who's next? Get wrecked or get decent
Not them, the worst shit's the most recent

Wooah, never been irrelevant no
Wooah, I'm more than what you know
Wooah, I'm the king of my own home

Wooah, never been irrelevant no
Wooah, I'm more than what you know
Wooah, I'm the king of my own home

I'm the king of my own home