Forbidden Games

A whole generation of people that came over
That were struggling to kind of have jobs
In the time when it 'no dogs, no blacks, no Irish'
Had to foster their children
So there's a whole generation of young or old people like myself
That actually have this disconnect
In regards to black African culture and english culture
Because they were fostered
And some of them didn't have good situations
Some of them did
So John Fashanu is an example
That story hasn't been told yet
It needs to be told

Diasporic karmas on family business
I need to love you at a distance
Trigger warning and silent treatment
Energy done with persistence

I need to lead by example
Mental health you can't see it
Actions speak louder than words
See you gave up to the meeting

Respect has lost it's meaning
Too much trauma, yea numb with the feeling
You won't find this Tracey Beaker
British history ain't got the feature

I don't wana get deeper
I just wanna heal pain
The disconnect is real
What you reveal you heal
Break the chain

I need to love you at a distance
I need to love you at a distance
At a distance
I need to love you at a distance, yeah
I need to love you at a distance

No one's perfect we've all got blind spots
Suffocated by the gridlock
Lost chapters
Pissed in same pothole
Trying to find the truth
Blinded by doe
The ego, the clothes
The gossip, the flows

The fake pastor on the phone
This spiritual warfare I know
But I gotta let go

Don't call yourself fam
If you've never been dead, celebrate
Just take take take
Like I wont seek change
Like
You walk all over plate
It's a new dawn, new day

Separate the true and fake
The snake from the mates
Fam your business can wait

Who's there to really listen?
And check you're okay

I need to love you at a distance
I need to love you at a distance
At a distance
I need to love you at a distance
I need to love you at a distance

Silence speaks louder than words
Sometimes you have to submerge
Scream in the water so you are not heard
The Requiem for a dream
The drugs calm the nerves

But the music needle in first
Wake Me Up When I Get Home
So the truth don't hurt
Drown in the verse than burst
Freedom from the burns
Let it sizzle in hirst

The Meek Shall Inherit the Earth
Grounded from the dirt
Serving his purpose
Scratching beyond the surface like herc

On the curbs like Grandmaster with the word
In between two world like authoric author
Power, Corruptions and lies change New Order
New forecast, in the sky for this Walker
Embedding legacy with these forces

The reason why I talk about these things
Is not because I want sob story scenario
But I want people to know
Look you can tell the truth
Someone will benefit from the truth

What we don't have in this country
Is we don't have any documentation
Of what African people went through
When they came here

We got the Windrush documentaries
All day long
But no caribbean person can tell me the name of the airlane
My parents came on
Nobody knows, nobody's told the story