Seymour - Rep The Swest (EP)

It's Seymour from the "SWEST"; now I'm going, to be honest, Kayyroe Da Don sent me this way, fitting that she's the first thing we hear upon entering this EP. His charisma is almost immediate; there's revelry as well as messages strung throughout this first cut. He's not the "Right One" to challenge, "too much smoke in the city, it's fucking up the environment," but he too busy being on the go to allow anything to stop him in his tracks, Kayyroe as well doesn't got time to sit around, crying over some dude who ain't on her level.

Self-empowerment, you are a "Prize," it's time to let all that pride go, crush it into dust, blow it out your palms & watch it whisk away with the wind but he's still keeping a bit with him as he sticks his chest out on this cut. He's establishing his come up, his stature is the tallest on "Señor," this is the type of talk that'll break open chastity belts, they got the flows on lock, then playing she loves me, she loves me not with "Petals" cause, players need love too right?

When he's on, he's going to tell you how you should've "Known"; he always knew he was destined for this life. It's only a matter of time before more of it comes his way; he has no time or patience for anything really; he's just keeping his nose to the grindstone, hardly even any time for kith & kin. Hence, he turns to revel on "Lasso," which sounds like you're on a mechanical bull, but at the end of the day, all you have is "You," so do you, every day, to the fullest.