Dear immigration, I’m writing you this letter
as a part of my application, my lawyer said if I
Gave an explanation of my situation
and shed a little light on all the shit I’m facing it might
Help with my case
Sometimes I think it was the heavens testing Meh
You took my rights and then you took
what ever was left of meh
I looked to the sky every night look for the recipe
Whilst you sent letters tryna threaten me about arresting me
You give me a stomach ache
You made me feel like a fugitive and runaway
I hate you for putting away my mother away in Holloway
You made me look in the mirror in horror
And took my tomorrows
You made me despise the person standing front of Meh
Today my little brother told me he wants sell drugs
and I hate you for that, I really blame you
For that. How is he born in the country
and still he need papers and that. You made him
Wanna sell drugs and he’s so much greater than that
I came here in 2005 when I was just 9
Just a child who really needed his mum at the time
I had no idea she was on drugs at the time
She had no papers and couldn’t get no jobs at the time
But she wanted a better life for her son at the time
So she did whatever she could do to find funds at the time
I won’t sit here and lie some of the time
I wish it was different and it weren’t how it was at the time
But I was only nine and my friends had guns at the time
And they was just kidnapping children for fun at the time
I want you to know since I was nine I’ve felt like a crime
I used to imagine you coming for me every day of my life
Like a movie in my mind and play the shit on rewind
I used to argue with teachers all of the time
Tell them I’d sit where I wanna
But the truth is I just needed a window to climb
For my peace of mind
How do you sleep at night
You told my mum to give me up,
she took me away to hide
Look me in the eyes and say
you won’t do the same for your child
Furthermore I’ll never get the chance to look you in the eyes
You’re not even real
but you wanna make me feel like i’m the lie
We used to wake up hit the bottle see
what job we could find
Working for 30 a day going till 12 in the night
More times bossman would just all ah the ps and then hide
All you did was get us hooked on all these drugs to get us by
I wish you knew what it was like
At the bottom of the pile
You took away my smile
I was just a fucking child
Now my tears run for miles
Coming Like the river Nile
Dear immigration you are vile
And you can stick that on my file
I ain’t begging you for nothing
I don’t know why I’m on trial
For these are my tribulations
For these are my tribulations
All I needed was a SIM card
and a heart to make it out the simulation
These are my tribulations
Dear immigration
I hope you take all of the facts into consideration
when you decide on my case
I don’t mind what you say
It’s been a very long ride and I’m tired
You’re sincerely
Berwyn the great