"Dear Me" lyrics

This one is for my Gs
Who never got to live their dreams
Survived on low self esteem
They told us we were slaves and feins
We grew up hating ourselves
Singular don't create any wealth
Separated family trees
Then end up blaming ourselves
The African family tree
Built on so many bad seeds
Gotta uproot it from the soil
Before we spoil the next breed
We uprooting every lies
They told about you and I
That led to us brutalised
Oh police I can't breathe
Now I got a child who rely on me
Gotta make sure she is free
This a letter to myself
Dear me, ODG

This a letter to myself
Dear me, ODG

This a letter to myself
Dear me, ODG

Just a boy from Mitcham
Used to take 109 to Brixton
Never thought that the world coulda listen
Only had £20 and a vision
Still only felt safe in a gang tho
Somehow felt threatened by my own bros
Realised that it wasn't just the motherland
They also took our minds in the scramble
Coz if we knew ourselves
Realised were Kings and ruled ourselves
Link with my click cause You are real
Not caught in a web like URL
The media is the new cartel
Made me feel ashamed in the news they sell
Now I serve my masters in a suit and belt
Even my pastor and the school dem failed
Now I'm African with identity crisis
I know that I can but my head full of lies
They say I can't so I prove and tell
Buy out the store just to prove I can buy
No we can't stop till we free
Motherland to overseas
This a letter to myself
Dear me, ODG

This a letter to myself
Dear me, ODG

This a letter to myself
Dear me, ODG