Politics at Home Lyrics

Politics at home

I'm all alone

Politics at home

I'm all alone (all alone)

House politics, hood politics

I ain't grow up in the hood

My home was the hood

Not from the streets, don't test me, still a G

My home was the hood (you heard?)

Beefs, plots, and schemes

Phones tapped

Slaps and screams

Backstabbing fam ain't who they seem to be

Crabs in a bucket mentality

Sad to see (indeed)

Politics at home

I'm all alone

Politics at home

I'm all alone

Prone to every move analyzed like a drone

Prone to being the one that's not adored

A slight slip of the tongue and I'm done

Walking on a tightrope

Choking on the words caught in my throat

Indian soap opera, Tony Soprano

My dad was like the mom in I, Tonya

Livia Soprano, that was my grandma's twin

Still miss her though

Only child caught between two polar opposites

One pole the North, one pole the South

Me with a clamp, over my mouth

Psychologically hampered and tampered with

Brain damage from my parents' marriage

Rage filled pain fills the cages of my brain

Blame game, my dad hated my mom's fam

Aimed to frame and defame 'em

He had the phone lines in the house tapped

Tried to get me saying lies on cam

Videotapes for the court trial

I couldn't show I like her fam

Interviews with the child custody lawyer

Dad yelling when I told her the truth

His ruthless ways

Always checking over my shoulder

Feel like someone's eavesdropping

Pops secretly listening in

Crippling antics (tragic)

Politics at home

I'm all alone

Politics at home

I'm all alone (all alone)

House politics, hood politics

I ain't grow up in the hood

My home was the hood

Not from the streets, don't test me, still a G

My home was the hood (you heard?)

Beefs, plots, and schemes

Phones tapped

Slaps and screams

Backstabbing fam ain't who they seem to be

Crabs in a bucket mentality

Sad to see (indeed)

Politics at home

I'm all alone

Politics at home

I'm all alone

Grew up in a joint family sharing space

Had to brace myself, my mom told me points

Said my dad's fam that I lived with hated me

She was traumatized, said they didn't care

She was tryna protect me

Instead it left me scarred and scared

She overshared, made me an orphan

Feel like a burden on everyone 'til this day

Suffer in silence below the surface, I feared

Suffocate like a deer with a crippled gait

Me, 3 or 4, too young to be told this stuff

Grew up on edge with too much knowledge

Wrongs done against my mother

Her fam and her suffered

At the hands of my dad and his fam

They had to return back to Punjab

The pind could be the hood at times

They grinded to make it here, only to return

Put their dreams in an urn

They yearned for their daughter, my mother

The heartbreak killed my Nani, mom's mom

Heard lies 'bout my mom, she was villainized

Still I felt ashamed even if they were lies

Learned to numb my emotions

Maintain a cold front, Arctic Ocean

Mom had panic attacks

Visited the hospital, sat in her lap

Saw the cup of water in her hand shaking

As a daughter, could never do nothing

Free Willy, I was trapped

Could I leap over the wall? I was too small

Now I got SAD, OCPD

Social anxiety, paranoia

Oh yeah, flippin' out Nokia

But I ain't ever do no drugs

Diego Maradona? Nah, I'm sober

Politics at home

I'm all alone

Politics at home

I'm all alone (all alone)

House politics, hood politics

I ain't grow up in the hood

My home was the hood

Not from the streets, don't test me, still a G

My home was the hood (you heard?)

Beefs, plots, and schemes

Phones tapped

Slaps and screams

Backstabbing fam ain't who they seem to be

Crabs in a bucket mentality

Sad to see (indeed)

Politics at home

I'm all alone

Politics at home

I'm all alone

Product of my environment

Violent at times but I don't commit no crimes

Anger's a demon, I ain't tryna do time

Now I know the world's not black and white

Not just good and evil, it's gray

Way more complex, so I pray

Hurt people, hurt people

Intergenerational trauma, 1947 Partition

Grandpa had to flee home, his dad died on the way

Had to cremate him right there as a boy

He grew up and raised my dad strict

Dad did the same with me

That's all he knew, in his mind he's right

We clash and fight

In the past I held intense hatred inside

Instead, love's where freedom lies

Love's where peace lies

I cried when dad's mom, Biji died

Despite it all, she raised me

Death's the only thing guaranteed in life

Learn to love before you turn to dust