This is what I hear when I listen to Skepta. Not as one of many attempts of relevancy on a worldwide playlist dressed up as a compilation album by a culture vulture. But a bombastic sound that has kept Black and some of White Britain together. Poor and rich. My heart goes out to you UK. I miss you dearly. But just know Drake is not bolstering the grime sound he is taking notes then ghostwriting it into his future music for a few more billion streams sake. He is not good for you. Skepta is. NUFF SAID. Dedicated to the Birthday Man not boy, Opoku Silas of GH. Use your fire to bun dem haters man.