I was caught in the middle
spent way too long feeling lost and refused
now I got my foot on the pedal
so I wear my roots like a medal
At my grandma's house
Jackfruit and puttu
Still a dinner time staple
I can't leave here, I stay put
I can't leave here, I stay put
I was I was I was caught in the middle
spent way too long feeling lost and refused
now I got my foot on the pedal
so I wear my roots like a medal
3 nought 4 with the neighbours
house number 14 got bodied
cards we've been dealt with are not in our favour
but we work better as a set
I was caught in the middle
Pig tails and long skirts
Bicycle rides to tuition
Uncle on the way in a red shirt
Dodging bullets with intuition
Khaki ain't my colour
Camo ain't a style
I wear my roots like a medal
I Wear my roots like a medal
Generational traumas
fear and rest of the mental dilemmas
weighed heavy on me
I didn't know how to make it stop
I didn't know how to make it stop
I didn't know how to make it stop
it was another night
catching a red eye
i met a girl named Karma
she said traveller, skip the line,
led the way to baggage drop
then, I flew leaving no footprints behind
for the first time
I tasted freedom
abandoned them baggages
never went to claim em'
My past is written on my body
My future is all in my mind
My past is written on my body
My future is all in my mind
I was caught in the middle
spent way too long feeling lost and refused
Now I got my foot on the pedal
So I wear my roots like a medal"