Godsdaughta - Fighting Worlds Lyrics

Not every Hispanic speaks Spanish
Latinos are more than just Mexican-American living in brown, caramel, and light skins
Mixed with more European or indigenous
And I speak none of my grandparents' languages

My tongue is tied with one, English
And I wish I was raised communicating with words of my ancestors' lands
I stand, a blend of multiple fruits of this earth
Claimed by none, shunned by some

Run to or stay out of the sun
I love the sun and everything she stands for
Yet we endure our complexions, profits and damages
Losses and gains, depending upon which shade of the brown paper bag you fall on

Call on your own family and community and you might just be served as their lunch
Bite marks still leave bruises, even with unsharp teeth
Blue blood turns red when exposed, running deep
Internal and external cells and chains

America's impaired DNA flows through our very own veins
We are cocaine to the masses, walking around disillusioned
You must not know you and I must not know me if we can't embrace the beauty of fusion
Who preaches inclusion, yet lives in exclusion

And some call us jacked up, getting mad when we call ourselves mutts
Grown up believing something was wrong with me
Because your psyche could not define me
I'm not your elementary, secondary or university school subject

Not your equation. I'll define me
I'm just fine being me in all of my complexities
Ethnicities, dancing with the seasons
Winter and summer shades in the middle

Of warm smiles and cold attitudes
Afar and in our own backyards
We crawl, walking through fighting worlds
So to those of you with open arms, I appreciate you

Thank you
But to those of you with closed arms and with much ado