Social climber
Swift decline
Decline your offer, sock you and leave a shiner
Red hat like a shriner to keep sunshine out my eyes whilst driving
Come in, your parents have to, missing class and skiving
I was working the mash, building up cash
Like Bradley Walsh was laughing at that
Streets I arm them, neeks I harm them
When I walk in alarum because I’m the sergeant
Armaments my department, leave a captain armless.
Alchemisland 
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