Idolize
Am I a role model? /
A question I ask myself/
A past life of blunts and bottles/
New life, new thoughts, new self/
Pondering what goals in life are mine/
Is this me or someone else/
Should I be idolized? /
Maybe, maybe time will tell/
I’m 20 years old with the wisdom of fifty/
Was I born in my generation? Its iffy/
I see peers going for brand names at brand stores brand new
While I’m at Ross sifting/
I hear rappers brag about their riches, /
Comparing women to their possessions. /
That’s rude/
And all these kids eat it up like junk food/
No wonder the generation is going to turmoil/
Trying to hide a problem? I can see it threw the soil/
Media trends corrupting “what is right?” /
Kids be like, Bitches be like, Niggas be like, STOP/
I’m Mexican, Italian, and Irish…I mean brown and white/
Color coordinating a person is not right/
I’m not afraid to say nigga. I say it but never in my music/
You can say I’m racist/
But we know there are conceited white kids who do it/
Don’t make excuses, just face it/
I’m just shedding light on dark topics/
Others turn their optics because the truth is so toxic/
I’m not afraid. I will stand to fight/
I’ll be idolized for fighting for human rights/
Why was I born like this? /
Dealing with racism, poverty, and privilege/
Why me? I fight for human rights. /
I felt stereotypes pierce my skin/
I felt the abandonment from a house to an apartment/
Being on the cheaper lunch list/
Being there to motivate my mother/
But feeling privileged from the family of my father/
Being stereotyped as the rich kid/
I’m not rich. Why don’t you understand? /
I look rich but feel poor/
I look brown but feel white/
I don’t feel white/
I feel discriminated/
Discriminated by color and privilege/
Redundant /
A white wetback. A rich poor kid. /
Fuck that. I’m me. /
I have issues. /
Some that can’t be solved with tissues. /
They help but I rather write these emotions/
Let the pain complain, resolve the commotion/
I’m not the only one. Just one to admit it/
Fighting for equality is the one commitment/
Being an activist from an artist, vice versa/
This is me. This is what I want to be. /
What do you want to be? /
What do you want them to see? /
I just hope they remember. /
Remember me. /