TOOK CARE x FRENCHOO XANTANA

Who I Smoke

Through The Rain

Cloudy

Flow state (prod.dds records)

Green light pistol in the party, don’t s

[Verse 1]
Yeah.
I’m staring at the screen, another late-night shift
Searching for a logic in a cultural rift.
They talk about "inclusion" and the "Values" they hold
But the repos tell a story that’s centuries old.
How can I build the future with a "Slave" in the code?
That’s a heavy-duty burden, that’s a legacy load.
I raised it in a ticket—ID 1832536
But they "Cancelled" the concern like a problem they can’t fix.
They said, "Ezzy, it’s just tech, don’t take it to heart"
But that word is a dagger that tears me apart.
Seedy Fofana won his claim for the very same thing
While I’m drowning in the panic that these "legacy" terms bring.

[Chorus]
I’m trying to be Godly, trying to stay true
But how do I love them when they don’t see me through?
I’m brow-beaten in a Teams call, two hours on the clock
Pressure to abandon what I know is on the rock.
It’s David and Goliath, but the giant’s got the HR file
And they’re judging my silence while they’re leaking my style.
I keep the covenant sacred, keep the principle high
Even when the panic makes me want to say goodbye.

[Verse 2]
Let’s talk about the leak, let’s talk about the trust
Private Slack messages turned into dust.
Richard Tice and the Reform, I was venting my pain
Now I’m the one disciplined, caught in the rain.
A "Final Written Warning" for a private thought
While the person who leaked it? They haven't been caught.
I told Ten Johnson: "Don’t contact me, please"
I’m hypervigilant, I’m shaking at the knees.
They say I didn’t engage, that I missed the 18th
But they ignore the PTSD and the lack of my strength.
My autism isn't a "lack of credibility"
It’s the reason I feel every single hostility.

[Verse 3]
Trudy sent a letter, said there’s "no evidence" found
Like the weight of my lived experience doesn’t make a sound.
Because I can’t give the timestamp or the verbatim quote
Does that mean the manager didn’t have me by the throat?
I’m a Senior Engineer, Digital Distribution
But I feel like a ghost looking for a resolution.
I’m a patriotic Englishman, I love this land
But I won't be excluded by a Reform-brand hand.
I see the Slack threads now, they’re still talking the same
But I’m the only one who had to carry the shame.

[Outro]
So I pray for the strength to not return the hate
To be the "Boy with the Harp" at the BBC gate.
To the ancestors watching: I’m still standing tall
Though they built the system for the principled to fall.
Keep the heart clean, let the code be refined
Until "Master" and "Slave" are left far behind.
I’m Ezzy Elliott. Remember the name.
I’m seeking the peace, not seeking the fame.


Cloudy

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