Diasopra w/o Assimilation

[Intro: AkinG Kalld Pedro]
Ọmọ kilode

[Verse 1]
I remember when I was just a little king
Mi and my family packed up her things
After the terrorist hit D.C
Move to amove to a country that almost killed me
Year to be exact this was 20-03
Around the time that my parents ditch me
And my siblings in VGC. Lagos, Nigeria, the green light green
Raised by my granny and my favorite auntie
And uncle Ola straight in poverty
Right by spring, I had an epilepsy
But the doctors claimed that was pneumonia
On this day I thought my life was over
Like rest in peace without the closure
Had mе develop a xenophobia
This country is killing my idеntity

[Hook 1: AkinG Kalld Pedro & Cheakaity]
Bye ay yai ya yai ya yai ya yai yai yai yai yai yai yai (turn it up!)
Bye ay yai ya yai ya yai ya yai yai yai yai yai yai yai (turn it up!)

[Verse 2]
I remember when I returned in ninth grade
My childhood home was being appraised
And that shit left us with no place to stay
I still hate my dad for the pain that he gave
Stayed with Tayo for about two months
And got kicked out because my dad had dumped
Us on him then went island hopping
Like a soldier that had war to attend
While back in school I did my best to blend
Was too black for whites and too foreign for blacks
Got into fights and they had to suspend
My parents made shoes that I couldn’t fit in
Every day they made me feel like a step-kin
I didn’t go to college 'cause I couldn’t get in
Maybe I’m stupid, maybe I am daft
This punk-ass African heritage is trash

[Hook 1]

[Bridge 1: Khanom & AkinG Kalld Pedro]
Ọmọ awọn aṣikiri
Turn it up, Turn it up, Turn it up
Yai yai yai yai yai yai
Yai yai yai yai yai yai

[Hook 2: AkinG Kalld Pedro & Kyaira]
Take me to a place where I’m living in Nirvana
Swimming in a pool full of dreams
A paradise I never have to leave
Take me to a place where I’m living in Nirvana
Swimming in a pool full of dreams
A paradise I never have to leave

[Verse 3: AkinG Kalld Pedro]
I got suspended twice for dumb niggas thinking that I can’t fight Was too black for whites and too foreign for blacks
My mother told me "things will be alright"
But I can’t cope I just hate school
Got no friends and I’m too uncool
Come back home to my bullshit scenes
By my parents always arguing
They’re both from the green white green
Indigenous traditions had me left so confused
Abnormal aboriginal lessons they produced
Had me thinking I chose a route of a fool
I buried my nose in my journal where my sixteens were listening
To each and every thought in my head
Maybe one day I can get up out this bed
And make my dreams come true so this can

[Hook]

[Bridge 2: Kyaira]
Like heaven mhm
Like heaven mhm

[Outro]
I promised you I will tell a story
But no one gives a fuck about me
No one gives a fuck about me
No one gives a fuck about me