They hate your brown skin, and they hate my brown eyes
And the hate that we'll represent
Those three colors with our lives
Oh, you was born in America, you gotta choose a side
Pero tengo sangre Azteca, and I say that shit with pride
You're in love with our culture, and you're in love with our music
You're screaming, "Build that wall"
But you in love with Taco Tuesday
I'm an alien in your country, but in mine your just a tourist
And don't think we forgot you closed your border to Honduras
What happened to humanity?
You forgot how that felt?
'Cause when New Orleans was under water
Mexico rushed over to help
But they don't care about us Mexicans
'Cause they don't even teach our history
'Cause then we'll realize that this land belongs to you and me
"Oh they taking our jobs" "No, we just got mouths to feed"
They tried to bury us all, but didn't realize that we was seeds
I'll prolly never see a million, and I blame my brown pigment
"Land of the free", well free our fucking children
You just locked them up in cages, gave my people minimum wages
Y'all was brought up on hatred and racism
But y'all not ready for that conversation
So next time you try to talk down on me 'cause my skin color brown
Or try to talk down on me 'cause my family's from the South
Just know that I know that you wanna see me dead now
And I won't let forget that, baby
I'm a golden child