Lyrics
My face writes east and west
Expressing the diverse directions of her identity or appearance.
A pretty mess to guess
Describing herself as a complex and intriguing puzzle for others to decipher.
Mixed up from the north to south
Highlighting her mixed origins, suggesting a blend of different cultural influences.
I ain’t quite like the rest
Emphasizing her uniqueness compared to others.
And it’s driving me insane
Expressing frustration or confusion about her identity.
‘Cause before they know my name
Feeling the pressure to establish her identity before becoming known.
All they keep on askin’ ‘bout
People often inquire about her appearance rather than her name.
Is why I look that way
Reflecting on the persistent curiosity regarding her looks.
It's not enough to be just like this like this
Expressing dissatisfaction with conforming to a particular image.
It's not enough to be just like that like that
Stating that conformity is insufficient for her.
It's like I'm always tryin to find my light
Expressing a constant search for her own identity and purpose.
Hey not everything is black and white
Rejecting a simplistic view of the world as black and white.
Hold up
A pause or transition in the narrative.
I don’t know where my face is
Expressing uncertainty or confusion about her own identity.
Ask me where I’m from
People inquire about her origin while she navigates various racial identities.
As I’m swimmin’ through the races
Metaphorically swimming through different races and identities.
Yeah I
Asserting her identity as a hybrid or mixed individual.
I’m a mess of a hybrid
Acknowledging that she may not be perceived as pure by some.
Not so pure to some
Defending her mixed heritage while embracing her attractiveness.
But I’m pretty and I like it
Reiterating her self-perceived beauty despite being a mix of different nations and tongues.
I’m pretty and I like it
-Yeah I’m pretty and I like it
-Two Three Nations, Four of Five Tongues
Describing a global identity with the world flowing through her.
Got the world pumpin' right through my lungs
-Imma climb to the crest
-See the world in a fest
-Don't try to classify me when I'm tryin' to look my best
Rejecting classification while presenting herself in the best way possible.
White nor yellow, brown black or beige
Rejecting racial categorization, displaying a colorful and diverse identity.
I’m not the one to put myself in a cage
-I’m rockin’ rainbows up on display
-Don’t really care, Imma do it my way
Asserting her individuality and the beauty of being different.
Can’t try to fit me in a stereotype
-Doncha think different's such a beautiful sight
-Imma get feisty steppin’ out of twilight
Embracing a bold and assertive attitude.
Hey not everything is black and white
Reiterating the theme that life is not simply black and white.
Hold up
A pause or transition in the narrative.
I don’t know where my face is
Continuing the theme of uncertainty about her own identity.
Ask me where I’m from
-As I’m swimmin’ through the races
-Yeah I
Emphasizing her messy but attractive hybrid identity.
I’m a mess of a hybrid
-Not so pure to some
-But I’m pretty and I like it
Expressing pride in her attractiveness despite not fitting traditional expectations.
Hold up
-I don’t know where my face is
-Ask me where I’m from
-As I’m swimmin’ through the races
-Yeah I
Repeating the theme of being a beautiful mess due to her mixed heritage.
I’m a mess of a hybrid
-Not so pure to some
-But I’m pretty and I like it
-Stop filtering your monocolours
Encouraging others to break free from narrow classifications and boxes.
Not checking myself off as ‘others’
-Not ticking no more tiny boxes
-Didn’t you know it’s so obnoxious
-It doesn’t matter where you come from
Emphasizing that origin and makeup don't define love and acceptance.
Doesn’t matter what you’re made of
-Don’t need to know what’s in my blood
-It’s all love
-Hold up
A pause or transition in the narrative.
I don’t know where my face is
Reiterating the theme of swimming through different races and identities.
Ask me where I’m from
-As I’m swimmin’ through the races
-Yeah I
-I’m a mess of a hybrid
-Not so pure to some
-But I’m pretty and I like it
-Hold up
Affirming her messy but pretty hybrid identity despite not being perceived as pure.
I don’t know where my face is
-Ask me where I’m from
-As I’m swimmin’ through the races
-Yeah I
-I’m a mess of a hybrid
-Not so pure to some
-But I’m pretty and I like it
Summarizing the theme of embracing her mixed identity and finding beauty in it.
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