Mic check
Skepta - Topic Lyrics

Mi-mic check, one two
Performing a sound check on the microphone, making sure it works properly.

Gyal wanna check man, not check you
Women are showing interest in me, not in you.

Check, check, wanna check man, not you
Double-checking that women are interested in me, and not you.

You, you, you, you Wanna check man, not you You, you, you, you, you
Continuing to confirm that the women are interested in me, and not the listener.

Don't, don't, don't take it Personal Don't take it, no Don't, don't take it, no Don't, don't take it Personal Don't take it no Keep on loving on
Don't feel offended or upset by the fact that women are interested in me and not you. Keep loving on and don't take it personally.

Uh, mic check, mic check She's holding my hood on cam, that's mic check If she got JuJu 'gina I'm whipped Might sex like a demon child but I'm blessed North side nigga got miles in my ends Ain't no good girl in a bad circle of friends Shorty wanna ride, made her hip-hop again Might pop in the chart but I'm grime in the bed
Performing another sound check on the microphone. The singer is boasting about his sexual prowess and fame as a grime artist, despite the fact that he comes from a rough area and doesn't hang out with good girls.

Yeah, mic check, it's A Go to The Shard for our first date Hit the bando door with a barricade And the crack so good, need a accolade Uh, mic check, 29 Wreck that bitch face like Ellen Price She just wanna cuddle when it's beddy time But I told her "babe, right now it's not teddy time"
Another sound check on the microphone, followed by boasts about dating a woman who appreciates him for his drug-dealing abilities, and another woman who wants to cuddle but he's not interested in that right now.

Uh, mic check, it's S Gave her the sex, she said she feel it in her chest Can you handle the fame? You know you're fucking with a star When you're fucking with me, they talk about you in the press Took a little time just to get it together, better late then never Matching Alyx hoodies for the rainy weather Lost count how many times I broke your heart I'm tryna make it better, you know
Another sound check on the microphone, followed by more boasts about his fame and sexual prowess. The artist is reflecting on a past relationship where he hurt his partner, but is now trying to make amends and improve himself.

I've been waiting just like seven days so I can taste it, taste it And she asking, "Can you fill me in to Craig David?" I was surprised she sucked me so good with that braces And I told her, "I'm a monster, baby, can you face it?"
The artist has been waiting for a week to have sex with a woman, and is surprised by how skilled she is despite having braces. He boasts about his sexual prowess once again.

Ay, she cut me off, now we talk again That pussy wet, it pours, it rains Seattle Gold my collection of rose But I'll bring you flowers in the pouring rain Sweet tooth gyally wanna chop this boy In her mouth she say it's sweet like chocolate boy Celibate boy, chop this boy Please don't turn me on
The artist and a woman he was involved with have reconnected. He continues to boast about his conquests and expresses his fear of being turned on by her.

Tell the DJ rewind In the club doing the champagne dance, gold chain and the gold card won't decline Yeah we're rich, rich, rich, had to say it three times Uh, all these runway pieces, ain't enough time for me to wear the shit Yeah, we're getting to the bag Getting money forever Tryna find a good girl I can share it with, you know
The singer is living it up in the club and flaunts his wealth. He mentions how he has so many new clothes he can't wear them all. He's focused on making money and finding a good woman to share it with.

Had to dash, you know we crashed I'm moving forward Realized you're not the guy, I'm over you, yeah No more titles, not entitled Moving forward Had to dash, you know we crashed I'm over you
The artist is ready to move on from a past relationship and is no longer interested in the other person. He feels he is entitled to nothing and is moving forward without them.