Precious cargo at the river, me swimmin' just to get across Got the babies on my shoulder, grab my neck so they don't get lost We made it through the jungle, no water there for two weeks Many dead that we walked by and thugs hiding in the trees We made it to the border, I jumped and I was detained They split me from my family, now that life begins to fade They took me to the cold room where I slept down on the floor Just a foil for a blanket for 17 days or more Me sleep on the floor for 17 days, me sleep on the floor like a dog Me sleep on the floor for 17 days for a blanket shivering hard Me sleep on the floor for 17 days, me sleep on the floor like a dog Me sleep on the floor for 17 days for a blanket shivering hard Inshallah, Inshallah Once I was a little boy out in the cassava fields I dream of it sometimes at night and none of this seems real I've been in here for 13 months, I walked all of this way But me no never see no handcuffs till I get to the USA No me no never see no handcuffs till I get to the USA I don't know why you would lie on me, the man from the I.C.E. and I don't know why he hate on me, the man from the I.C.E. Oh I.C.E., I.C.E., me hate you, oh I.C.E. Oh I.C.E., I.C.E., me hate you, oh I.C.E. And I don't know why you would lie on me, the man from the I.C.E. And I don't know why he hate on me, the man from the I.C.E. Oh I.C.E., I.C.E., I hate you, oh I.C.E. Oh I.C.E., I.C.E., I bring you down, oh I.C.E. Calling you from the First Correctional Center. Precious, Precious, Precious. Mississippi, Louisiana, River, Brownberry, Gena, Nassau. Mississippi, Louisiana, Richard, Adams, Caddo, Hula. Mississippi, Louisiana, River, Brownberry, Gena, Nassau. Mississippi, Louisiana, Richard, Adams, Caddo, Hula. In the past, England can be a good person in the United States. We came here to save our lives. We know where we come from. I make one week in the forest sleeping and woke up. Go in the big mountains, no food, drinking bad water. For the animals, snakes, everything, seeing dead bodies. Then I pass through out and I come for United States to save my life. I still pass the difficult way too, at the same time, in detention. I'm there for almost one year, three months. For bad situation in my life, bad everything have at the end of the day. I just want to say, just to keep helping people. Because immigrants are suffering. This is the song. It's my life and my sister play to me. It's real, it's true. Thank you. For more information, visit www.fema.gov