How can I explain? Blood in my veins
Like liquid pain, ancestral shame
How women were tamed, how men behaved
My lineage, cyclical rage
Child brides and child widows, orphans on both sides
Silenced women, silenced children, the fear of God
But the wrath of humans, the domestic, the righteous
The book of Genesis and the night shifts
We barely made ends meet, we were always on our feet
Moving from one place to another, one face became another
Just a kid taking shelter, how do you make someone like me
Repress a generation, how do you create an outburst of identity
You gaslight a generation, you can only stop the wave
For so long before the tidal
You can only tie the hands and not the eyeballs
The caste system divided my family
The backwaters and the sugar cane fields
Now all they had to their name, kicked out of the temple
Land we own but exiled from Hindu to Christian (kicked out of the temple)
From chosen to orphan and so I descend (kicked out of the temple)
If you look at the chain, you see good girls and bad boys
If you look at the chain, you see a world underwater with no gills
You can't breathe, you can't swim deeper
You can't even sleep, stay awake so you don't drown
Stay alert so you won't get put back down
They say women can't be God
Women can't be solo, women can't be rappers
Women can't talk about sexuality it's blasphemous
But in their contrast, they created me
The darkness reveals the light
The righteous inspires the rebellion
And fuck am I inspired
How can I explain? Blood in my veins
Like liquid pain, ancestral shame
How women were tamed, how men behaved
My lineage, cyclical rage
