FAKE ID - Rat Boy

I tried getting past the bouncer, but I couldn’t get through

He said 'Hold it there mate, well this isn’t you'

'It's not a fake ID, it’s just not mine'

'Well, I’m taking this off you son — identity theft, that’s a crime'

So I’m standing on the street, got no one else to meet

I’m bored and I’m alone so I start to walk home

Regrettable decision and slightly blurred vision

Turned down this alley and this young man grabbed me

He said «Hand over the money, this ain’t funny

What’s this, are you taking the piss?

Where’s your iPhone 6?

I ain’t stealing this shit

Come here, bitch»

I start to reflect and think, my heart does sink

My eyes too swollen to blink, I need another drink

That now I can’t afford

Because they just ran away with last week’s pay

Today it weren’t a good day, barking from the dogs

Now I’m thinking I just got robbed

How unfair, I don’t care, it’s a rare situation

This nation owes me a bit of compensation

Living out of JD bags, smoking broken fags

Badman slags, first time shags

Tags on the wall, tryna act cool

Remember when I got kicked out of the classroom at school

Hated GCSEs, was shit at PE

Us against them, just you and me

Now they’ve got pig fat injected to their six pack

What’s up with that?

They look a right twat