Early June Rap

June the month of rising heat and hay fever. Life in London goes on. It looks like the cops have bungled a raid on a house in East London looking for chemical weapons supposedly being manufactured by Muslims. So far they have found nothing and it is increasingly likely that they are going to end up empty handed. To make matters worse one of the suspects was shot in the arm. That is going to really put the cat among the pigeons. But that is how London is at the moment, full of bugs an’ thugs, kids with knives, eyes of suspicion. The energy of the street punks is one of attitude and the demand for respect despite the fact there is nothing about them that really deserves to be respected. But we do it anyway, because we don’t want any trouble. Where do I fit into all of this? Well I’m just a ghost… just a ghost. Tryin’ to find some kind of balance when I see things, read things and hopefully tryin’ to stay in the right state mind to treat things fair. But it’s hard, especially when the easy option is to dive into the blood and guts of hate and blame all others for your own mistakes.